Italo Calvino's parents were both Italian botanists who had travelled to Mexico, and then Cuba to pursue scientific research. Italo was born in 1923. They returned to Italy soon afterwards, and Mario grew up in the countryside around San Remo, on the Ligurian coast in the north-west of the country. This rural environment and his parents' profession had a strong influence on Italo's writing.
Their left-wing politics and atheism also had a great effect on Italo's writing, especially his earlier stuff and his journalism. Always the true artist, Calvino's prose is free from heavy-handed political messages, despite his committed involvement in the cause of communism. In the late 1950s Calvino, like many European intellectuals, became disillusioned with communism due to the rise of the Soviet Union and Uncle Joe Stalin's regime's criminal brutality.
I find Calvino was sometimes prone to writing baffling scientific-cum-philosophical tosh, and overly-clever, contrived post-modernism, but "Marcovaldo" is one of Calvino's more endearing tales of one man's frustration. The novel's simple literary style is refreshing and easy to grasp without being dumbed down, and no doubt for that reason it's a key text in Italian schools.
"The Moon and the Bonfires" (1950) is Cesare Pavese's best-known novel. "The Adventures of Pinocchio" (1883) by Carlo Collodi is a world-famous children's book. "The Carriage of the Spirits" by Ennio Morricone is a track from the soundtrack to Sergio Leone's spaghetti western masterpiece "The Good, The Bad and the Ugly".
you still can't find work---OMG
You got a fast car We go cruising to entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs I remember we were driving driving in your car Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me'd find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving I remember when we were driving driving in your car Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice ...
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