Goodbye Ennio

This morning Ennio Morricone left us at 91.
The consequences of a fall have been fatal to the most important composer of the last 100 years, not only in Italy but all over the world.
Lucid until the end, he had to surrender despite a mind that continued to travel between the 7 notes, in search of inspiration and desire.
Ennio Morricone was one of the few Italians that anyone abroad would have recognized, if not in his face, surely in music.
A music that never needed words and that has accompanied us for over half a century.
His artistic association with Sergio Leone was one of the most prolific and unforgettable in the history of cinema.
Music that we all loved, sometimes even unconsciously, and that I am sure we will all pass on to children, grandchildren and young friends more attracted to the trap than to a guy like Morricone.
The composer was a pride of ours, an Italian boast who had managed to cross our borders and be so respected that he deserved an oscar lifetime achievement award, in 2007, after 5 nominations.
There was also an opportunity for another victory in Los Angeles, in 2016, thanks to the soundtrack of The Hateful Eight, signed by Quentin Tarantino.
With the director of Pulp Fiction, a great lover of Italian spaghetti westerns, there was a spark that made them artistically inseparable.
A second life for an old man who is still sprightly, vital and full of resources, younger than most of today's young people.
Ennio Morricone was one of those characters we thought would never disappear.
Today we wake up with the news of his death and we feel a little more fragile and lonely but aware that his music will always be here to keep us company.
For a fistful of dollars!
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