It must have been a sleepless night Niccolo Moriconi – in art Last – spent between 24 and 25 June. It’s impossible for the Roman singer not to think back to what had happened a few hours earlier at the Olympic stadium in Rome when, at the end of the third sold-out concert in his hometown, he announced that he will become a father. A very sweet moment that Ultimo shared with his partner Jacqueline Luna Di Giacomowho took to the stage in a tight blue dress, which highlighted her baby bump, thus confirming the news that had already been circulating for a few weeks.
«If there is one thing I know, it is that I have learned one thing from you, since we left together: the word “family”, the singer told his fans, visibly moved, before kneeling in front of his girlfriend and kissing her. the belly tenderly, while the notes of “That Thread That Unites Us”. Shortly after, the future parents published the video of the announcement on Instagram, accompanied by a blue heart and the letter E, two details that immediately made people think about the gender of the arriving baby and the name. “What a beautiful family,” he later wrote in stories the daughter of Heather Parisi, who has been with Ultimo for 3 years, while he replied with a post from the stadium, followed by the phrase “The fairy tale continues, always”. And the next morning the singer himself wanted to write a long social letter dedicated to his child who is yet to be born, to his beloved Rome and to his fans, retracing “the Russian coaster” of this last, incredible day.
«My head is flying. He goes here and there without finding peace, I toss and turn in bed without being able to fall asleep. I tell myself Nicholas just close your eyes, but the heart is fast and the mind flies…. I light a cigarette. Now that I’m about to become a dad, I really want to stop, I tell myself. Enough bullshit Nicholas. Who knows if he too will have a piano as a sweet friend, I’m starting to think. Actually no, probably no matter how much music he hears in the house, he will end up hating it. Who knows if he will be on the sidelines at school like me or not. I put out the cigarette and think that I won’t force him to study piano… If he tells me that he wants to become space engineer, I’ll tell him fly. If he wants to become doctor, I will thank him for life as a good hypochondriac. If he wants work in a bar I’ll tell him I’ll go get coffee from him every morning if he wants. If during adolescence at school they call me saying “your son has his mind in the air”, I will smile and I will know who he got it from… I turn off the light, I can’t stand up, the bed has become the sea, goodnight Niccolò, goodnight Rome my”.
