There is something just so innately Italian about the music of Ennio Morricone. So often in his works the smiles and tears commingle. He really caught the bittersweet essence of what it is to be alive. If he had lived a hundred years earlier, he might have been one of the great opera composers. When he’s not in badass spaghetti western mode, that is.
Happy birthday, Ennio Morricone, wherever you are.
“Cinema Paradiso”
“The Mission”
“Once Upon a Time in the West”
And, just so I don’t take the gas pipe, “The Ecstasy of Gold” from “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly”
Which I would request to be played at my funeral, if not for “Navajo Joe”
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