Ecouter Mario Lanza

Leoncavallo : VESTI LA GIUBBA
Dicitencello Vuie
Verdi: OTELLO "Dio mi potevi"
Na sera e maggio
Serenade de Romberg
Leoncavallo: LA BOHEME

Down Memory Lane

We come to the end of 2009, the 50th anniversary of Damon’s father, Mario Lanza. We are sad that Damon was not here to participate in the celebratory events but in our hearts we know he was with us in spirit. We could feel his presence.

The Lanza Legend Team had started planning events for 2009 early on, discussing 3 Lanza exhibits we would put on at the Italian festivals in California and Milwaukee and a musical event we would do ourselves on Damon’s home turf. He was excited about it all and his excitement was infectious. You couldn’t help but feel happy around him and his positive energy.

Needless to say, without our Damon, we didn’t have the heart for most of it except to attend the tribute concerts to Mario and Damon by Aaron Caruso in NYC and Dominic Mantuano on Staten Island, both superb.

Damon’s birthday and Christmas are fast approaching once and all we keep thinking is, another year without Damon. We miss him every day and the grief will remain for a long time.

A poem was presented to us by a good friend who simply wrote how he felt about Damon and his life ‘s work. Upon reading it we were moved to tears as this indeed what was Damon was all about. We’ve taken the liberty to add comments about Damon within the poem. We hope you don’t mind, and that you enjoy it.

Bob Dolfi, The Lanza Legend Newsletter n°43, December 2009

Damon Lanza, Marlene D’Attansio, Bob Dolfi

Compensation for Damon

I’d like to think when life is done
That I had filled a needed post

(Yes Damon filled a much needed post in life promoting his father,
and did it without fanfare or wanted applause

That here and there I’d paid my fare
With more than idle talk and boast;
That I had taken gifts divine

(Damon paid more than his fare. He showed us fans what life
was all about, quietly and without idle talk or boast.
He was his father’s champion

The breath of life and manhood fine,
And tried tu use them now and then
In service for my fellow men

I’d hate to think when life is through
That I had lived my round of years
A useless kind, that leaves behind
No record in this vale of tears;
That I had wasted all my days
By treading only selfish ways,
And that this world would be the same
If it had never known my name

(Damon’s day was filled with love for his mother and father
and was the most unselfish person we have ever known. He made his mark
in this world and we will never forget his name! We will never forget him

I’d like to think that here and there
When I am gone, there shall remain
A happier spot that may have not
Existed had I toiled for gain;
That someone’s cheery voice and smile
Shall prove that I had been worth while;
That I had paid with something fine
My debt to God for life divine.

(Indeed he did. Damon may be gone but he will never be forgotten.
He filled our lives with knowledge and wisdom about his father Mario Lanza,
and with happiness)