Last King of Rome: the arrival by helicopter, the duet with Moro and the tears in front of 250 thousand fans

There is still light when Fabrizio Moro for half an hour it warms up a lawn that seems to have no boundaries with the 6 pits and the 250 thousand fans present. His rough voice runs above the heads, prepares the ground, opens something that has never been seen before. It is a relay between Roman generations, a passing of the baton that the public senses and accompanies. Then, when Moro says goodbye after his “Take me away”, everyone’s gaze rises towards the sky: a black dot grows on the horizon, and after a roar a helicopter appears. Last he arrives like this, from above, flying over the tide that awaits him just like Vasco Rossi did in Modena Park. It is not an entrance, it is an apparition as well as the choice to enter the scene with the Bible phrase “Blessed are the last for they will be first”. Two hundred and fifty thousand people, a number that is abstract on paper and which in real life transforms into a human sea capable of taking your breath away. “This isn’t just a concert, this is the day I’ve been waiting for. This is the fairy tale forever,” he tells the crowd. And the fairy tale really begins, with the intro that dissolves into “Planets“, one of the manifesto songs that the public knows word for word, like a collective prayer shouted under the Roman sky.

The lineup between great anthems and the unreleased London one

The lineup is a journey built with dramaturgical intelligence, a calibrated alternation of moments that break the heart and others that make joy explode. After “The masterpiece” and the festive rush of “I’m crazy about you” with the wind instruments, the more intimate colors arrive: “Monedì”, “Ovunque tu sia”, that “Bella really” which becomes a choral embrace. The “Swallows on a leash“they fly above your heads, while”Falling into your eyes” drags the audience into the romantic and wounded imagery that has always distinguished Ultimo’s production. There is a moment in which time seems to stop. Ultimo talks about his new song: “I wrote this in 2022 in London looking at the moon from the window, now I’m going back to those streets.” And he intones “When the city sleeps“, an unreleased song that has the flavor of a nocturnal confession, the kind that is only made to those you really trust. His audience to whom he owes everything.

The Roman duet and the sky of Tor Vergata

The concert lives on these two souls. On the one hand, the power of catchphrases that become generational anthems: “The fault of fairy tales”, “Your details”, “The dance of uncertainties”, “Eternity (my neighborhood)” the latter sung in a duet with Moro. On the other hand the more festive and Roman-esque derivations, that “Fateme cantà” that smells of home, of suburbia, of belonging. A mix of piano and voice mends the threads with the first, unforgettable songs: the interludes that open on ” Questa insensata di te te “, ” Have a good trip “, ” That thread that unites us “. A boy, a piano, and the memory of who he was before becoming everything this. “I dedicate silence to you” comes as a caress, before the reprise of “Planets” transforms the meadow into a galaxy. “On July 4th 2019 I made my first stage and I asked you to turn it all on: I ask you again tonight. Thousands of small earthly stars respond to the real ones. It’s a sky under a sky like you’ve never seen in any other live show. It’s the image that Ultimo himself defines as his masterpiece disco, but that tide of bodies and voices that chose to be together. After all this Ultimo goes wild screaming his most loved hits like “22 September” and “Altrove”.

The letter to the fans, the tears and the grand finale

Before closing he reads the letter he had anticipated on social media to his fans: he talks about when he imagined all this, about that ferocious desire for success he had as a teenager, and the strange certainty that he would have made it. “I knew I would get here, I don’t know how, but I knew it.” The finale is a full party, with “Hanging dreams” and 250 thousand people shouting “Always a goal, on the side of the last to feel first”. Then something cracks: Ultimo’s eyes become shiny, his voice trembles. He is moved by everything he has built, bowing perhaps never so sincerely. And then the very long fireworks start to pierce the darkness above Tor Vergata. He thanks his Rome and shouts, while the sky explodes: “We are in history, never stop believing in fairy tales!” When the last lights go out and the tide begins to ebb, the feeling remains of having seen something that perhaps will never return. But for him, for his audience, for anyone who had the privilege of being there, that fairy tale has no end. It will continue to resonate, suspended like a piano in the air, every time you look at the moon from any window. Because what was a fairy tale is now truly engraved in history forever.

Congratulations from Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni

“Rome experienced an extraordinary evening yesterday. One of the most talented Italian singer-songwriters has made the history of music and live entertainmentin Italy and beyond, with an exciting concert that will remain in the hearts of many. Well done Last! And thank you so much to all the men and women of the institutions, of the police forces, of the public rescue, of the civil protection, of the volunteers who supported the organizational machine and ensured that even this great event could take place in complete safety”. Thus, in a post on X, the Prime Minister Giorgia Meloni.