Pharrell Williams Happiness Song has a lot of people getting happy. Clapping and dancing around the world. And to quote his lyrics – “Although it might be crazy what I’m about to say” – here are 30 seconds of happiness from Italy expressed in a variety of ways.
You’re welcome to add to the list.
- Happiness Italy Floral Sweat pants. Founded in 2007, Italian label Happiness creates high-end fashion mixed in with positive thoughts
- Blossom Deer Head from the Happiness Place. Made in Italy and described as the best DIY project ever;it arrives at your home flat packed, eagerly awaiting to be assembled
- Italian tiramisu “the Italian recipe for happiness”. If nothing else the pictures of this iconic Italian dessert in this food blog will make you happy.
- The Coca Cola Italian food truck with a special table and magical moving cloche full of Cokes and Italian food. It takes food mogul and Mother brand Coca Cola to remind us that eating together is happy engendering and we should do more of it
- Our playlist of Italian happiness songs
Here are a few songs from my Italian inspired playlist. They immediately bring Italy home for me in one way or another and once I’m on the plane to MXP (Malpensa in Milan) I plug into to the first one on the list and I’m on my way!
Tu fai Americano
Gino e L’ Alfetta
Mi fido di te
Senza una Donna
For a Few Dollars More
The “Coffee Cantata”, also known as Cantata BWV 211, was written by Bach in the mid 1700’s, a time when coffee houses had just become popular in Europe. Described as a satirical mini-opera, it’s about a daughter who manages to arrange a pre-nuptial agreement that would make Starbuck’s proud. It begins with the following introduction “Be quiet, stop chattering and listen to what will happen now”. We can image that Bach’s audience must have been on a caffeine high and he wanted their attention for the drama that was about to unfold. And a drama it was; a cautionary tale about a wicked, disobedient daughter who had fallen under the spell of coffee.
She sings “How sweet the coffee tastes, more delicious than a thousand kisses. Coffee, coffee I must have”. Admonitions from her father and threats to not let her go out walking or buy fashions and ribbons of silver and gold do little to dissuade her from “the pleasures of coffee”. At last, the desperate father proposes a marriage contract to entice his daughter to give up coffee for a “proper lover”. The daughter agrees but secretly lets it be known that no suitor is to come to her house unless “He promises me, and it is also written into the marriage contract, that I will be permitted to make myself coffee whenever I want”.