Lenny Kravitz has been celibate for nine years and people criticize him? He’s right: between Kate Moss and Marisa Tomei, sex is also a pain in the ass. And tickets for Umbria Jazz and Lucca Summer Festival – MOW are selling like hot cakes

AND Like this, Lenny Kravitz, in an interview with the “Guardian”, said he had been chaste for nine years and was waiting for the right person. Open heaven! Everyone calls him “weird”. No because, according to commentators, even at sixty you have to be ready, to stick it (or stick it, if you’re Sicilian) into any hole that comes within range. As if sex were, always, a pleasant thing. Behind this way of thinking, which, it must be said, belongs to no one, except Capital which monetizes sex as an end in itself and quite a lot, there is the idea – this is weird and strange – that sex is good , while no one tells the truth: sex can be boring, unpleasant, a vehicle for misunderstandings, a pain in the ass not only itself but also the consequences and, above all, no one says something simple, basic, obvious, banal even: with sex you always know how it ends, and instead one of a streaming series, of a film, of a book, at least the ending is a surprise; it’s not always the usual squeeze of sewage that resembles the sewage discharge from the campers of those who are out and about for life. This simple truth, clearly stated by Lenny Kravitz, who is certainly not a loser and who, with “American Woman” made perhaps the most rock and erotic video of all time (muscle cars and bikini girls and that ’68 country allure brought to philosophical heights by Herbert Marcuse). Because the truth is this: if Marcuse were alive today, he would say that ’68 and the sexual revolution were incorporated and swallowed up by capitalism. I explained it in what is perhaps my most read piece ever, the reportage for Dagospia from Cap d’Agde, in which I spent a few days in this mecca of libertinism and free sex and swinging without even having the faintest shadow of an erection: there was even a chain of “clothing for nudists”, a franchise called “Libertines” which sold clothes that left breasts and private parts exposed, clothes for nudists which are, in my opinion, the emblem of how capitalist franchising production has even incorporated the liberation from clothing; from “let’s burn bras” to “let’s buy bras with holes in the nipples”.

“Demisexual“, this is how Lenny Kravitz is defined today, in a scientific manner, completely ignoring the voyeurists who scandalized the rational chastity of a 60-year-old man carried by ultracool. Even Wikipedia describes demisexuality as a “grey” area (everyone is crazy) in which an individual would only be able to experience sexual attraction with people with whom he has established a relationship of empathy – what was once called love. No, you have to have sexual relations even with people who hate you, modern society tells us, otherwise you are in a “grey area”. Because, on sexuality, Capital lives on, indeed, we know very well that sex is the economic engine par excellence, after food survival: primum vive deinde, no philosophizing, mating like animals. There is the whole circle of fashion, advertising, lifestyle, seduction, reproduction, of the World as Will and Representation by Arthur Schopenhauer, old men in supercarsof oil masters, of Dubai escorts, of diamond necklaces, of miniskirts, of shoe fetish, of nails, of adolescent rock and of the small-tit related activities of Victoria De Angelis of Maneskin (long live DJ Ringowe too have lived on these tits, but we have always done it in a “camp” and conscious way, so well done Ringo!).

Pbecause we have an adolescent and unreflected sex, hard and turgid (in both cases, male and female, there is only one sexual organ, the clitoris, and its milder counterpart, the penis) to which the continuation of the species has been entrusted . But we also have mature sex, reflected, that he yearns for love and not for “polyamory”, this latest trick for the infoiated capable of multiplying the costs under “sex”. But “demisexual” to whom? To us who would only like a correspondence of loving senses and not “guts to have fun with” (cit. Manlio Sgalambro)? It seems to me that Lenny Kravitz said something good and right and rational and acceptable. Which, however, is not convenient for Capitalism and advertising, which supports us all. This is why they are all scandalized and comment ironically. Saying that you want to fall in love to get it takes money away from Capitalism. As Gianni Agnelli said: “The path must turn”, like Capital. And whoever stops to enjoy feeling and beauty is perculated. Thanks Lenny, cool rock is also – and above all – this! And in fact, tickets are already being snapped up Umbra Jazz and the Lucca Summer Festival where Kravitz will teach us how to become a legend, not just in music.