TREVISO – He died a few days ago at home, in total solitude digital minstrel than riding his bicycle he brought notes and colors to the streets of the city. Thus the music of Danny Flybetter known as “Radio”, to the century Daniele Abalsamo, originally from Senise, in the province of Cosenza, where his mother and sister still live. He had become a character from Treviso, of those who love each other, or can’t stand each other because his music didn’t know half measures. “Shot” at full volume at any time of the day or evening.
TWO WHEEL JUKE BOX
He had invented the jukebox on two wheels and featured 80s hits and ballads by De Andrè. A little genius, a little recklessness, the over 50 year old had a past behind her. Had been engineer, manufacturer of ultralights, motorcycle lover And sound technician on a radio station in his city. Then, she had suffered a bad thing accident that had forced him to close with that part of his life.
He had opened another one when he arrived in the Marche and understood that he could put down roots here. Like love at first sight. He had developed a six thousand watt stereo systemwith two huge chests, which he had mounted on his bike. And he set off in search of emotions, to find and to give.
Not everyone liked it. Abalsamo had collected a series of complaints for disturbing the peace, contempt, resisting a public official. And in court he became, despite himself, at home. Always defended by the lawyer Catia Salvalaggio. Who followed his moves for about ten years and took his case to heart. So much so that he once paid an oblation of 150 euros out of his own pocket. «For him it was too much money, so I paid it without thinking that he would give it back to me. Instead, every time he came back from home he brought me pasta, chilli pepper, aubergines in oil. It was his way of saying “thank you” and it had become his mascot in the studio. We all loved him. It’s painful for me to know that he’s no longer here.”
THE DEATH
Abalsamo died in one popular development Of via Borgo Mestre. The ones who noticed his absence were the neighbors who notified the municipal social services. Was found lifelessprobably for days already. And the neighbors remember it. «He went out every day with his trolley and, suddenly, he was no longer around. Deep down we all loved him a little. He was a character who, in the end, becomes the common good of a city.” They recognise, however: «he was not loved by everyone. Many did all sorts of pranks on him. They threw his system into the water, they stole his bicycle.”
“Little radio” he had been ill a few weeks ago at Ponte San Martino. He was rescued by a police car and then the Suem intervened, but he refused to be admitted to hospital. Without bikes and music there was no life for him. He preferred to continue doing what he liked. «I don’t want masters, I want to be free». It was, until the end.
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