Gigi d'Agostino, cuyo nombre real es Luigino Celestino di Agostino, ha dejado una huella imborrable en el mundo de la música electrónica. Conocido por su estilo único y sus producciones innovadoras, Gigi ha cautivado a audiencias de todo el planeta. Su historia es un viaje fascinante de pasión, dedicación y talento extraordinario.
Nacido el 17 de diciembre de 1967 en Turín, Italia, lo cual significó su temprana exposición a una mezcla rica de influencias culturales y musicales. Desde una edad temprana, mostró un fuerte interés en la música, tocando varios instrumentos y explorando diferentes géneros musicales. Sin embargo, su verdadera pasión se encontró en el universo del dance y la música electrónica.
La escena musical de Turín en los años 80 estaba en pleno auge, ofreciendo una confluencia de sonidos y estilos. Lugares como discotecas y clubes locales se convirtieron en el campo de juego de Gigi, donde comenzó a formarse como DJ. Inspirado por artistas icónicos del eurodance y el techno, encontró su propia voz en la mezcla de ritmos y melodías.
Su carrera profesional despegó en la década de los 90. En 1992, Gigi lanzó su primer sencillo, "Bla Bla Bla", una muestra de su habilidad innata para combinar elementos de house, techno y eurodance. Aunque no fue un éxito instantáneo, el sencillo ayudó a establecer su presencia en la escena musical italiana.
The Riddle (4:44) Song Lyrics
The Riddle (4:44) by Gigi D'Agostino I got two strong arms
Blessings of Babylon
Time to carry on
And try
For sins and false alarms
So to America the brave
Wise men save
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aaron
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aaron
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aaron
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aaron
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
He'll never, never fight over you
I got plans for us
Nights in the scullery
And days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
Of for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you
It's not me you see
Pieces of valentine
With just a song of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aaron
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
But he'll never, never fight over you
I got time to kill
Sly looks in corridors
Without a plan of yours
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild
Wise men's child