Thomas Paradise without eccentric impulses, never over the top, without a defined look, without provocations, yet interesting perhaps precisely because of the low profile. He seems to have just come out of school between the flood of jolly invicta monclair and walkman, he is a Roman, cancer, romantic, involuntarily fascinating, with some shyness that still retains the modesty, which incredibly still exists.
He is a son of the 80's done and finished, to the point that he seems to have been breastfed while watching the Festivalbar and the “Drive in” and probably his mother did so. A smart mother too, who had her son clear out her living room to turn it into a recording studio, one who brought him food and drink; evidently he saw us for a long time, because after having put that living room music to decant, and to macerate in brine, that son was successful.
Tommaso Paradiso and the eighties
Tommaso with that man's mustache on a boy's face, frontman of Thegiornalisti with whom he invaded youtube, radio and beaches, has made a breakthrough. Probably Paradiso crawled around the house while the TVs gave Dallas or Santa Barbara, drank Fanta and ate the swivels, watched and listened to Vasco, perhaps even the Spandau Ballet, chewed the Plasmon while consuming Pampers, and even if he was born after the scream of Tardelli it is steeped in eighties culture.
No, he is not an improvised singer-songwriter, he made the classic, he graduated in philosophy, the same faculty as Mario Draghi and Marchionne which is no small feat, and then success arrived, but on the social networks the "haters" were unleashed. when you have popularity, they come as precise as a pediculosis epidemic in an elementary school, and among them you can even hear the hiss of enemy crossfire from rather bruised colleagues in a creeping way.
Author of "Pamplona" and "Parties now", of the music of "Luca the same", of "The army of selfies", and of "Riccione" with over thirteen million streaming and fifty-six million views on Youtube, from the neighborhood Prati from which he started, Tommaso continues to grind successes at full speed. That music of Thegiornalisti, perhaps at first "indie" is now pop, and even if for some it is difficult to swallow like a prickly pear with all the prickly skin, they like it, and it makes you dance. On social networks Paradiso shrugs the heters, and was proudly hired to write the Christmas song for Radio Deejay, who we now see dressed as an eighties tennis player with Elisa, in “Sola in the night”, another success.
San Remo and Radio Deejay
Also go to San remo perhaps it was an average Italian's dream for him, and to climb it with respect in a tuxedo next to Morandi was done with honor, because as Tommaso Paradiso in Rome, Prati district says, it is work and work is respected and done; in short, the Roman singer-songwriter is not a snob. If in the 80s there was the new romantic represented by the Twins, by the New Order, and mainly by the leading group of Duran Duran, today authors like Paradiso personify the "new pop romantic", which in turn represents our culture.
We, the average Italians, those who watch San remo with the listening groups, who ate the camillino in the eighties, put on the Timberlands, watched the videos of Madonna, Spain and Sandy Marton on deejay television. Today Paradiso is the model of the new Italian romanticism in the "new pop romantic", and you imagine him darting without a helmet on the "yes", or while he telephones his girlfriend in a telephone booth with red tokens.
The Roman musician experiences emotions in a very intense way, without lying, and people respond with a flow of emotions that seems to float in the air. He is also someone who knows how to be grateful to his mother, and who out of modesty speaks little and does not exhibit his girlfriend, even modesty really survives!
