My name is Sonia, but I’m known as Sonia Tedesco. It’s strange, isn’t it? But who is not?

I’m 34. I’m not too so old, actually, but I must confess that when I see young people at Vasco concerts I feel a little bit old.

I graduated in Economy, I like reading, I love and I am loved by a very special person. As soon as I can, I travel around the world because I think that is very important to keep in touch with various people and languages; anyway I always travel with my mind, too. I oblige myself to keep fit at the gym even if my sofa is more comfortable. I spend my free time with the friends I love most.

I’ve been a fan of Vasco for half of my life and I still can’t get enough: I’m Vasco addicted. I followed his first concerts in gallery, then on the grass and finally near the crush barrier, a few meters from the stage, so that I could lost myself in his penetrating, but sad, ironic, nostalgic and angry eyes. From Udine to Padova, from Trieste to Genova and Milan, Vasco became a source of emotions to me.

In January 2008 I started my cooperation with Vasco Fan Club Portogruaro giving my contributions with some projects and ideas. I discovered a new world made of new experiences and new friends like Diego Spagnoli, Stefano Bittelli, Andrea Innesto, Clara Moroni and so on. Two months later I met Vasco, too. I gave him the album “Il mondo che vorrei” for an autograph and now I keep it like a relic.