Balorda Nostalgia captures that bittersweet moment when your heart is stuck in yesterday while your feet are forced to stay in today. Olly sings from the sofa of an empty apartment, remote control in hand, remembering the simple magic he shared with a lost love: laughing until tears came, whisper-quiet evenings that ended in sleep, and her spontaneous kitchen concerts. The neighbor on the fourth floor may predict that tonight will not be the night they reunite, yet his mind reels with vorrei—I wish—repeating like a broken record.
The song is a playful yet aching conversation with memory itself, where switching on the TV is just a trick to fill the silence and setting an extra plate at dinner feels like muscle memory. Olly balances humor and heartbreak, calling his longing a balorda—a crazy, mischievous—nostalgia that refuses to let life feel complete without her. In the end he admits he might never win her back, but every second they spent together was “tutta vita,” real life in capital letters. This track is a sing-along for anyone who has ever tried to outwit loneliness with a little music, a little television, and a whole lot of stubborn hope.