by Thom Jurek
American audiences have become familiar with the work of Paolo Conte through his Nonesuch recordings. In Europe, the man is a giant on par with almost no one. This compilation of his most ragged and beloved tunes is an excellent second chapter for the Americanskis who were delighted by the Nonesuch recordings by the whorehouse and barroom bard. Conte's reputation as a cross between Serge Gainsbourg and Charles Bukowski and Charles Trenier is well illustrated here with this group of cabaret songs, burning heart ballads, and broken pop songs. In many ways Conte comes off more as a mid-period Leonard Cohen, seasoned so well in the ways of love, lust, and the human spirit, but he's nowhere near as redemptive in his quest -- he's far too accepting of foibles as desirable. Bless him. Many of his classics are here, such as the gypsy jazz-inflected "Sono Qui Con Te Sempre Piu Solo" and the old-timey polka "Wanda," or the haunted, hunted, harrowing piano ballad "Lo Scapolo." Thankfully the set doesn't end with this heartbreaker, and moves on to café lone song "Una Giornata Al Marew," and closes with the stomping "La Giarrettiera Rosa," Conte's version of a country song. Love him or hate him, you have to admire a man who can write and sing with this much good-natured derangement, this much passion, and this much diversity. Highly recommended.