Today we’d like to introduce you to Nadia Lanfranconi.
Thanks for sharing your story with us Nadia. So, let’s start at the beginning and we can move on from there.
I grew up in Lake Como Italy. I know sounds fancy uh? I’m sorry to report I wasn’t one of those people. In fact, I kind of escaped as soon as I could. Now live in Los Angeles, I’m Italian but I always liked American music, even as a child. I was that punk kid with pink hair wearing a dog collar walking around all mad at the world..yep..kind of a rebel. Kind of still am.
We’re always bombarded by how great it is to pursue your passion, etc – but we’ve spoken with enough people to know that it’s not always easy. Overall, would you say things have been easy for you?
The struggles with music weren’t really about music but what’s around it… Were being a girl in the boys club, playing guitar and drums wasn’t considered a thing, at least not an appropriate thing, especially in a small town. Not having support in the home environment, always had to fight so hard to claim my passion. Then eventually some key people will walk into your life, mentors, fellow artists and you find your place, your tribe. They say home is not a place but rather the people your heart lies with. I couldn’t agree more.
Can you give our readers some background on your music?
I’m a songwriter, a rocker when I play with bands like the jam sessions at the Viper Room, maybe the only Italian who plays country music, I don’t care what anyone says, I fuckin love country music! It’s really hard now with this pandemic, musicians lost all of their gigs, what keep us sane and alive. I punch the mattress sometimes when I think about it. It’s frustrating and I pray we come out of it stronger than before.
What were you like growing up?
Well…They might say I was trouble and that’s because I was troubled. In fact music has been what always pulled me out of my internal struggles, and still is. I’m going to be honest and say things many people don’t know about me but I struggled with PTSD my whole life, deep childhood traumas I’ve been actively working on for years. Music was my anchor, my safe space to run to. We all have one.You know when you hear a song and it mirrors exactly what you feel inside? And suddenly you have a sense of belonging, someone somewhere felt the same and wrote that song. That’s the power of music, it brings us together. I know, I sound so cheeeeesy….Well, I’m coming out of the cheese closet I guess and tell me you don’t sing along when you hear Purple Rain.
- Website: www.nadialanfranconi.com
- Email: firstname.lastname@example.org
- Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nadialanfranconi/feed/
Photo crowd surfing: Ricardo H. photography, Photo with red sunburst guitar: James Andrew