Skip to main content

Al compas del mundo – programa #77 - Italian folk music

 

That's amore, buddy!

All covered with cheese
I saw my first meatball
Till somebody sneezed…

 

Pizza. That and inane caricatures were pretty much what I knew about Italy and Italians, growing up in a Germanic household in old Wisconsin. Though really, the only overture to any Teutonic origins at our house were the Saturday night meals of pork hocks or sausages cooked in beer with sauerkraut. But I’m wandering…

So now, decades hence, I’m still well-fed and fully aware of the multitude of cultures scattered about the planet. In fact, I’ve thrown together a streaming Mexican radio program called “Al compás del mundo” (“World Beats”) to celebrate just how brilliant and comforting their varied musical sounds can be. It’s a curious thing to stop and pay real attention to the music from another batch of human beings on the other side of the globe. Some creations (most, actually) beg an explanation as to their origin. I mean, where did music first come from and how did it diverge so incredibly from one group to the next? (Sheesh! Somebody ought to write a book.) What grates on your ears may just soothe mine. Some folks want their funeral music loud and raucous. Others, solemn and subdued. But I’m wandering…

So why Italian folk music as this week’s focus? Because we recently attended a concert at an intimate little venue where the Ensemble Sangineto performed. It was a tour of ten different Italian regions’ music – of the folkish kind – and they were captivating. It’s been hard to get certain sounds out of my head and now they can be stuck in yours as well. The playlist alternates contemporary groups’ versions of traditional folk songs with short clips taken from field recordings of, well, just plain folk. Before these time-honored themes disappear from our consciousness and get replaced by AI-generated narcolepsy, we need to encourage the, mostly, young people reinvigorating our culture with the treasures of the past. As a wise elder stateswoman once said: “It may be old, but it ain’t dead.” - Jim Haas


List for Italian folk music - First broadcast 5-18-23

 

01 Ensemble Sangineto – Rinello

02 anonymous - Supra Na Petra Vurrai Ssittari

03 Canzoniere Grecanico Salentino - Cogli la rosa

04 anonymous orquestra from Pagani - La Pizzica (tarantella)

05 Kalàscima – Aradeo

06 workers chorus in Napoles - La Bella Caterina

07 Il Canzoniere Femminista - Sei nato

08 three women singers from Piedmont - Nen Marìa nostra frighietta

09 Nuova Compagnia di Canto Popolare – Vulumbrella

The Invincible Lombardis


10 Chiarina Pepe - Nonna Nonna (lullaby)

11 Calic - Dansa del peix (Sardinia)

12 panpipe orchestra – a march from Lombardy

12 Canzoniere Grecanico Salentino - Nu te fermare

13 anonymous accordeon player in Salerno - Ballinello (tarantella)

14 Nuova Compagnia Di Canto Popolare - Alla Montemaranese

15 anonymous - Ballo degli Sposi

16 Xiero - Catene e sospiri (Calabria)

17 anonymous - Importanza di San Giuliano

18 Ensemble Sangineto - Lusive la lune

Three Tremors


 


 

 

 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Guitarras del mundo

  Choosing music and writing about “the guitar” opens many doors. I could have gone off in any number of directions and with a singular narrow focus - but I didn’t. Instead, I threw a whole bunch of varied tunes against a wall to see which ones stuck. Sometimes there’s a continuity and other times none: just two aesthetically pleasing pieces that worked well in tandem and, hopefully, were preceded and followed with similar morsels. Usually, that is how these programs come together. I receive a divinely inspired revelation for a certain theme, region, or style of music and build it from there. Baden Powell, Brazilian beatnik poet and guitar master, seemed to me an obvious choice to begin the program. From there (as you can well see) we stick around Latin America a bit; segue into Spain, notorious as a guitar hotbed; head South to North Africa for the venerable Bombino (yes, again!) and more of that desert blues ilk; logically morph into a short blues set and settle at the bottom sid...

Electric Chicago blues

  Al compás del mundo Run List   #172, 3-20-25 - electric Chicago blues   01 James Cotton - Love Me or Leave Me 02 Sonny Boy Williamson - Wake Up Baby 03 Hound Dog Taylor and the Houserockers - Wild About You, Baby 04 Howlin Wolf - You'll Be Mine 05 John Lee Hooker – Louise 06 Junior Wells - Snatch It Back and Hold It 07 Koko Taylor - Wang Dang Doodle 08 Little Walter - I Don't Play 09 Jimmy Rogers - Walking by Myself 10 J.B. Lenoir - Don't Dog Your Woman 11 Otis Rush - Keep on Loving Me Baby 12 Muddy Waters - I Can't Be Satisfied 13 Sunnyland Slim - Shake It 14 Walter Horton - It's Alright 15 Buddy Guy - When My Left Eye Jumps 16 Magic Sam - She Belongs to Me 17 Johnny Young - Cross-Cut Saw 18 Eddie Boyd - Third Degree 19 Willie Dixon and Friends - I Cry for You   Got to feature the blues from time to time on Al compás del mundo as there seems to be a shortage of such on Mexican radio. Although RadioactivaTX.org, the ...

India y Nepal y Tibet

W here a human voice is heard in today’s program it’s often starkly different from what most Westerners might find pleasing and melodic.  But I must remind my listeners that the West probably did not invent the concept of vocalizing as accompaniment to plucked/blown/percussed musical instruments. Why do we sing in the style that we do? I imagine there are knowledgeable tomes wrestling with that idea. I ’ve read that vocals were meant to imitate the sounds made by instruments...or vice versa? The chicken or the egg? I’m not here to answer that question, in spite of the college course I had taken of “Music Cultures of the World” decades ago. What I offer is the opportunity to pay attention to and digest musical expressions performed by people steeped in the traditional ways of their culture.  T here is a geographic component to lumping together India, Nepal and Tibet as the Himalayas served to isolate and circumscribe the peoples of those northern regions. But here’s where I fud...