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MARCELO BURLON ENTERPRISE • Press Review • March 2012<br />
Deep roots never dry<br />
up, even when the<br />
lymph is coming from<br />
the hard frost.<br />
MARCELO THE MAN FROM EL BOLSÒN<br />
/<br />
TEXT GIULIA DI BUGNO<br />
Photo from the vacations album of Macs Iotti<br />
Andrea Rosso, Denise Zatti, Nicola "Ceri" Specchio<br />
Tommaso Vaiani and Dario Ghezzi.<br />
www.elbolson.gov.ar<br />
He came from the Patagonian frost to<br />
arrive, across the ocean, to the wintery<br />
cold, of northern Italy: it's Marce<strong>lo</strong> Bur<strong>lo</strong>n,<br />
the Argentinian editor in chief of Rodeo<br />
magazine, also a club promoter and<br />
successful event manager. It's been a few<br />
years since Marce<strong>lo</strong> moved to Milan, but<br />
as he promptly states “my native land, El<br />
Bolsòn, is my real landmark, the constant<br />
horizon of my life, the warm place where<br />
I like to hide, the safe shore for my old<br />
age”. He says that with an overpowering<br />
nostalgia for those uncontaminated places,<br />
for the life style so far from the hectic<br />
rhythm of the European capital where he<br />
arrived with a bag full of expectations.<br />
“I'm not nostalgic: I chose Milan and I'm<br />
happy about it” he retorts. “But when I<br />
went back to Patagonia, after 12 years of<br />
absence, I rediscovered my real essence,<br />
my past and, I guess, my future. Now I<br />
feel the need to spend some time there<br />
every year, maybe with the company of<br />
Milanese friends, as I did few months<br />
ago. It's incredible and at the same time<br />
fantastic, to see people that be<strong>lo</strong>ng to my<br />
current life coming into contact with my<br />
roots, with that unique way of living and<br />
sharing things and emotions that is so<br />
102<br />
typical of my mother land. My present,<br />
anyway, is here with you, in Italy, in this<br />
incredible and exciting city, where, you<br />
can bet, I'll win all my battles!”.<br />
Battles that Marce<strong>lo</strong> is actually already<br />
winning. In a very short time, he became<br />
one of the landmarks of Milan's nightlife;<br />
by the way is the organizer of “Pink is<br />
Punk” one of the coolest meeting points<br />
for fashionistas in town.<br />
“Let's not exaggerate” he says, self confidently<br />
but not cheekily “in the end I<br />
only organize parties and participate in<br />
projects, having fun putting together different<br />
kinds of persons”. The leap from<br />
the silence of the native land to the noise<br />
of the Padanian capital is anyway remarkable.<br />
“I actually think I lived two lives,<br />
that came together in that world without<br />
frontiers called communication, my all<br />
time passion”. He then clarifies ”let's<br />
put it this way: also my current occupation<br />
represents a going back to my roots.<br />
My mother has always been working in a<br />
travel agency and, consequently, she has<br />
always been in contact with many people<br />
and had the chance to communicate with<br />
many people. I think I learned a <strong>lo</strong>t from<br />
my mother”. The family, he stresses firmly,<br />
is and remains, despite of the independence<br />
and success gained, his only landmark.<br />
“It could not be different. I arrived<br />
in Italy with my parents in 1990, at the<br />
age of 13 during that delicate moment of<br />
transition from childhood to adolescence.<br />
A shock very hard to face if you don't<br />
have sound values to stick to”.<br />
From Patagonia to Marche to Milan,<br />
passing through Riccione. “ A real existence<br />
journey. I was only fourteen when,<br />
in order to help my family, I decided<br />
to go to work. In a short order I moved<br />
from the immense valleys of Patagonia<br />
to a shoe factory in central<br />
Italy. A very hard leap, that<br />
nevertheless formed me and<br />
helped me to find strength<br />
and determination; the same<br />
qualities that brought me to<br />
Milan afterwards”. Fairly<br />
proud of himself, Marce<strong>lo</strong><br />
remembers his first steps:<br />
“when I was a kid I plaid pretending to<br />
be a radio host and recorded my “on-air”<br />
program over cassettes, in a friend's garage<br />
using a mega boombox stolen from<br />
my father.<br />
Then the fashion shows organized in my<br />
courtyard... my imagination was already<br />
going towards public relations and fashion.<br />
The funny thing is that I didn't even<br />
know that organizing parties and making<br />
people meet could become a real job. I