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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

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