You Really Can Write Songs About Whatever

Last Sunday I went to a concert with my brother and his wife, starring a celebrity that everyone in Italy born in the 90s knows: Max Pezzali of 883 fame. My brother was a huge fan, and me being the little sister I was spoon fed all his major successes until the age of 18 (and at that point, both me and my brother stopped following recent releases). 883 songs are an incredibly telling product of their time, and while Max and Mauro Repetto (the other member of 883) were in their mid-twenties when they released their first album, the lyrics are. Well. What kind of songs would your sixteen years old self have written? Don't nag me, I don't get what you want You did know I wasn't like you all I like stouts and James Dean motorcycles, not those bullshit they say in the movies This is an excerpt of "Non me la menare", literally "Don't nag me", and stars an incredibly immature boyfriend complaining about his girlfriend that's evidently pretty awful at picking her own partner. He's kind of…