Album Review: Amore Amore Mio by Di Quinto Rocco – A Pop Gem from 1982 Belgium
Alright, let’s talk about Amore Amore Mio. This little slice of pop heaven came out in 1982, courtesy of Di Quinto Rocco, a name that might not ring bells for everyone but should. Released under Philips in Belgium, this album feels like stumbling across an old vinyl at a flea market—unexpected, kinda quirky, and totally worth it.
First off, the title track, “Amore, Amore Mio,” hits you with this unapologetic romantic vibe. It's got this cheesy charm that somehow works. The melody sticks to your brain like gum on a hot summer day—you can’t shake it off even if you try. I mean, who doesn’t love a tune that makes you wanna grab someone (or no one) and waltz around the room? The lyrics are simple, sure, but there’s something so earnest about them. Like, yeah, we all know love songs have been done to death, but Rocco pulls it off without trying too hard. Feels real, ya know?
Then there’s “Lapremière Fille.” Oh man, this one sneaks up on you. At first listen, it seems like just another upbeat number, but give it a minute. There’s this bittersweet undertone hiding beneath the surface, like remembering your first crush and realizing how awkward and beautiful it was all at once. The way the piano dances alongside his voice? Pure magic. You almost don’t notice how raw the emotion gets until the last chorus hits, and suddenly, bam—you’re hit with nostalgia for moments you didn’t even live through.
This album isn’t perfect. Some tracks feel a bit dated, and yeah, some bits could’ve used more polish. But honestly? That’s part of its charm. It’s messy in the best possible way, like scribbling notes in the margins of a textbook during class. It’s human.
Here’s the kicker though—why does a Belgian pop record from 1982 still matter today? Maybe because music like this reminds us that feelings don’t really change, no matter what year it is. Or maybe it’s just proof that sometimes, the most memorable things come from places you’d never expect. Either way, Amore Amore Mio deserves a spot in your playlist rotation—or at least a curious spin on Spotify.
And hey, fun fact: listening to this album might make you want to learn Italian or French. Or both. Who knew cheesy romance could be such a good teacher?
