Agrigento’s Mandorlo in Fiore folk fest

Bottone Agrigento  E’ uno dei primi lavori che ho fatto per David Zard dopo il “debutto” con i Pink Floyd e Michael Jackson. Era la prima edizione del famoso festival di Agrigento con la direzione artistica di Gianni Minà. Una kermesse folk con delegazioni da molti paesi del mondo. In quella occasioni mi occupai ancora del progetto d’uso della città, logistica e servizi e sotto la guida di Dory che sarebbe diventato mio socio da lì a poco, del progetto della produzione.

 

 

Bottone Agrigento Chico BuarqueLe Oba Oba, bellissime e discinte ballerine di Rio de Janeiro, erano attesissime da tutti gli uomini agrigentini, ma c’era anche Chico Buarque de Hollanda e Joan Manuel Serrat. Poi la Valle dei Templi e i mandorli bianchi e rosa che come la neve imbiancavano il panorama di Agrigento, anticipando la primavera con una mascherata invernale. In tre parole la Sicilia, il suo cuore, la sua natura.

 

 

Bottone Agrigento programmaIt’s one of the first works I did for David Zard after my “debut” in the Pink Floyd and Michael Jackson’s concerts production. It was the first Agrigento’s famous folk fest edition under the Gianni Minà direction. An all over the world delegations kermes. That time I had to do again an urban project, logistics and services and a production project under Dory Zard supervision. We were close to become partners in donQuijote new-co.

The Oba Oba, beautiful and very naked dancers from Rio de Janeiro, were the attractions for all the Agrigentine men, but there were also Chico Buarque de Hollanda and Joan Manuel Serrat. Above all this there was The Temples Valley and the white and pink almond trees whitening the Agrigentine landscape wearing in an early springtime a winter mask.

In three words: Sicily, its heart, its nature.

Jackson-Floyd’s concerts plan

the planthe signs to rule the traffic around the venueelectronic ticket check

lining before the openingMichael Jakson's Badthe show as I mean it

Luglio 1988 Michael Jackson e i Pink Floyd allo Stadio Flaminio di Roma. Una pianificazione generale per distribuire servizi e proteggere la vita regolare del quartiere, segnaletica, parcheggi, cancelli, bagni, sicurezza, assistenza medica, acqua e rinfreschi per migliaia di persone in attesa ore prima della apertura.

L’uso improprio degli spazi sportivi, come per i concerti rock, ha bisogno di un lavoro di trasformazione, per adattare le strutture, i servizi, i percorsi a la comunicazione interni. Questo diventa essenziale se hai a che fare con centinaia di persone pronte a divertirsi fuori dagli schemi.

Abbiamo costruito un villaggio dove centinaia di lavoratori hanno vissuto per due mesi montando il palco e gli impianti degli spettacoli, ma anche a trasformare lo stadio per accogliere il pubblico nel modo migliore.

July 1988 Michael Jackson and Pink Floyd at the Flaminio Stadium in Rome. A master plan to locate services and preserve the regular life of the quarter, signs, parking, gates, bathroom, security, medical assistance, water and refreshments for thousand of people standing hours before the opening.

The improper use of sport venues, as for the rock concerts, needs a transformation work, to adapt the structures, the services, the internal paths and the communication signs. This became essential if you have to face hundred of people ready to amuse themselves out of the regular schemes.

We built a village where hundred workers lived for two months setting up the stage and techniques of the shows, but also transforming the venue to welcome the audience in the best way.

Just for a ride – a song from 1981

What will you do in the morning she will leaves you

And you’ll se her turn and say good bye

And what will you do when trying to stop her run

You’ll see her face just vanish in the sun

What would you think of a man

That always say because

And you never heard him asking why

When you come to realize

You got her just for a ride

 

I BELIEVED IN YOU (a song from 1981)

She opened her eyes

In that early morn

And she noticed his world was already gone

Why did you fall baby and why didn’t you call me

And why you let me down that way

Just looking in your eyes I founded my rhymes

But that’s the end of the times

I mean I was sure, I mean I was pure

I’ve rolled down again to be insecure

I’ve lived, I’ve died and I wonder why I just felt fine

I’ve smiled, I’ve cried, I believed in you

She opened her eyes in that early morning

A friend she loves me, why don’t you know me

So everything goes on its way

And I loose again in another day