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The etymology of the masculine noun porn comes from the Greek, and is the union of terms
prostitute and I sell. A masculine born from a feminine who performs an action. Porn And
also the title of the song with which I wanted to represent my first EP little songs, a job that I love to define the place of opposites and contraries and a pretext, for me, to clear them. I wrote these songs in a time that felt like at least four lifetimes, surrounded by myself and the walls, in a room where tell the truth, nothing but the truth it seemed like an irrepressible echo. I couldn’t do otherwise: I spoke on behalf of myself and of many other women, I spoke the truth on behalf of many men and I got angry, I was ashamed of it, I ingested it, digested it, fell in love with it and made my super power. Above the parties. Until I feel invincible. Only when the work was completed did I realize what I was calling: freedom. Five pieces, five stories, one message; but freedom weighs as much as a boulder and telling it requires lightness. Awareness.
When I wrote the first draft of Porn I felt a shadow on me, a prejudice built badly by minds unable to evolve, brought up with a thousand
preconceptions and zero humanity. Great, I thought. I’m not the only one. Maybe for the first
once I felt part of something. So I took pen and paper and wondered why anyone who had the courage to show themselves without filters was always admonished and misunderstood and never encouraged. I realized, after a long internal monologue, that the judges are always people who somehow in life have allowed themselves to be corrupted by an ideal, by an untouchable image of themselves or by the warmth of invisibility. I discovered that that tremendous need to be understood in my choices and to feel naked from the eyes of others was just a mask. In fact, I was scared of myself. From here, I built a redundant refrain that reads not I need you for the revolution.
This song was primarily a medicine, an effective antidote against the‘perverse inclination to comply. Thus, from being a song, it has become my flag. I couldn’t choose another piece to declare myself to the world, to speak calmly and serenely this is me without compromise; and present myself, finally, with only one face: mine. Obviously the title doesn’t leave much room for the imagination: if someone says porn, no one replies “in what sense?”, so together with Manuel Guaglianone, director of the video clip, I wanted to reconnect with the lightness of the instrumental and create, through plays of light and contrasting colors, a partly festive, partly dull environment, to represent two sides of the same coin, namely freedom and suffering, conditions that can coexist only during the space of transition. After that, either you live free, or you lives in pain.
Two fundamental figures participated in the creation of this EP: the producers
Angelo Di Febo and Skyvi, who have been able to enhance my words by dressing them with sounds thought out and researched, supporting me in conveying rather complex messages.
Source-tg24.sky.it