Overview

This is not the first live album of Joe Barbieri. Or at least, not only.
This is a group photo.

“Maison maravilha”, a gift by the Neapolitan singer-songwriter dated just one year ago, took life and day by day got rich of people, longings, desires. Anyone who has chosen to abide it, brought its own belongings, most desired things, most vivid memories, most burning disillusions.
And its own voice.
In Maison Maravilha, that enchanted Europe and broke distant borders – reaching Japan, United States and up to 20.000 sold copies – someone has gently switched on the light, some other has warmed up the rooms: the presence of all the people at every latitude has fulfilled this home and has changed a mere album into something pulsing. Alive, as the title of this new album suggests.

In the last lucky year, “Maison Maravilha” has been followed by awards, goals, smiles, photos, publications, meetings, kilometres, little spells. And live shows.
Among the lasts, the one performed the 9th of January at Auditorium Parco della Musica in Rome, in which the intimacy, expectation and enthusiasm that always characterize the concerts of Barbieri, has more than ever imbued everything, every face, every song.
A concert enriched by the presence of Mario Venuti, a dear friend, for the song “Pura ambra” (recorded by the two artists for the album “In Parole Povere”), by the state of grace of the musicians (Antonio Fresa at the piano, Giacomo Pedicini at the double-bass, Stefano Jorio at the cello and Sergio di Natale playng the drums) and mostly by the “calor bianco” of almost 400 people that, overcrowding the Teatro Studio, have sung, lived and breathed as one body. “Maison Maravilha Viva” is a passing of the torch”, says Joe, “through this album I put my music in trusted hands. I personally know many of the people who got it, I meet them, some of them face long distance travels to cuddle us after a concert. They are ideal lovers: perfect. And this album is more theirs than mine”.
“Maison Maravilha Viva” (out now in CD+DVD, produced by Microcosmo Dischi) is the evidence of these cuddles, of this passing of torch, of that unique evening, of that concert.
And now maybe it is easier to understand why this is not the first live album by Joe Barbieri. Or at least, not only. But it’s a group photo: a secret shot to keep in our mind for the forthcoming years.