so many times songs are there for those who want to look into their own feelings, sadness for example. so happens to me as I listen to "Bene" by Francesco de Gregori, I watch my buried sadness with affection and sympathy-- while the tears accumulate at a higher rate inside, effortlessly -- and so once again, the absent melody enthralls me, words that go around and around things explaining nothing, only scraps for grabs, besides who can tell a whole story? It's a beautiful song. I think song writing is in the making these things generic and general-- everything becomes mine, the mood, the poetry in the bathroom, even the "vietnames face". Especially the vietnamese face. I won't get into that.