Italian photojournalist Dino Fracchia was born in Milan in 1950 and began his professional career with the newspaper "L'Unità" in 1974. It was the period of counterculture newspapers like the magazine "Re Nudo." Re Nudo organized two large rock music gatherings (called "Festival della gioventù del proletariato") in Parco Lambro, Milan, inspired by the atmosphere of peace and love of Woodstock (1969). Fracchia's camera recorded these events on a large scale with unmistakable details, gatherings of the radical left that would eventually culminate in the violent clashes of Bologna in 1977. Countless images capture the atmosphere of this fleeting historical moment. In the early 1970s, Dino Fracchia was a young unemployed Milanese who had just taken an interest in photography. After an apprenticeship at L'Unità, he naturally began documenting the typical Italian reality of those years: protests, street clashes, youth movements, strikes, and so on. Among the many events depicted by Fracchia is one of the key moments of Italian counterculture: the submerged epic of the Youth Proletariat Festivals organized by Re Nudo, the main underground magazine of those years. These were festivals that brought together the big names of Italian rock of the period, from Franco Battiato to Claudio Rocchi, passing through Area and the Italian prog bands, but in addition to music, they hosted a diverse human geography composed of freaks, underground militants, loose cannons, feminists, small groups belonging to organizations like Lotta Continua and Potere Operaio. The first Youth Proletariat Festival took place in Ballabio, near Lecco, in 1971. The last three editions, from 1974 to 1976, were held in Parco Lambro, Milan, and year after year they became bigger and more attended. The edition of 1976, in particular, remained in history, although not for the reasons one might expect: very simply, from a peaceful hippie camp where you could listen to rock and have some trips, Parco Lambro 76 turned into a grotesque sequence of toxic-infernal circles in which all the discontent, quarrels, boredom, anger, irony but also the aspirations of a generation forgotten of the slogans of the post-'68 era were regurgitated, and ready to chant that gigantic FUCK YOU that would be the Movement of '77, the Italian variant of the "No Future" from across the Channel. It was truly a twisted edition, often remembered by those who were there with a strange mix of nausea and sympathy, pain but also a lot of affection. - VICE