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Track: La Canzone Dell'Amore Perduto
Artist: Fabrizio De André
Album: Peccati Di Gioventu

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Name: Fabrizio De André
Spotify Genres: italian singer-songwriter, singer-songwriter
Followers: 1,378,368
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Italian songwriter, composer, guitarist, writer, and activist born February 18, 1940, in Genova Pegli and died January 11, 1999, in Milan (from lung cancer, diagnosed the year before). He started writing songs in 1960 ("La Ballata di Michè", composed with [a2450529] was his first song), heavily influenced by French songwriters like [a278663]. In 1962, he married Enrica “Puny” Rignon, and his son [a=Cristiano De André] was born. Encouraged by friends, including [a319978], he began to perform in public in Genova, and between 1963 and 1966, the label [l43240] released some singles that were collected in [Link] in 1966. However, success did not come suddenly, and De Andrè seriously thought about leaving his musical career to work in his father's law firm until 1968, when [a319972] recorded "La Canzone di Marinella", which became a great success. From that moment on, he became one of the most appreciated Italian songwriters. In 1974, he met [a=Dori Ghezzi], with whom he had a daughter ([a1301851] (1977)), and established the label [l116194] (1980). Since the 1980's, De Andrè has also sung using dialects like Genova's, the dialect of Gallura (northern Sardinia), and Neapolitan.

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Release: Fabrizio* - La Canzone Dell'Amore Perduto / La Ballata Dell'Amore Cieco (O Della Vanità)
Year: 1966
Genres: Rock, Pop
Styles: Chanson, Ballad

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