Insulted, betrayed and marginalized by a world that no longer understands him, Pulcinella ‘king of Naples’, feels set aside, misunderstood and forgotten, and decides to commit suicide, drowning in a sea of meaningless words and drawings. The apparent beauty of the city, with its symbols that stand out on the surface, illuminated by a moon that looks like a pizza margherita, shows the offenses against Pulcinella in the form of foul language in the Neapolitan dialect. The fake beauty of the city, corrupted by time and fashions, condemns the myths of Naples to perish in the sea, where every memory will be forgotten. The mask of Pulcinella, therefore, is sad and weeps tears of blood that melt in the sea, a blood that resembles the San Gennaro’s, but has nothing miraculous, because it will not serve to save Pulcinella, who dies singing his hymn of pain: ‘Goodbye my beautiful Naples, I’ll never see you again’. Every myth will be forgotten, but it survives in the chaos of this work inspired by Jean-Michel Basquiat, whose artistic style, psychedelic and hallucinated, is able to tell in modern terms, through its icons-memes and a scratchy metropolitan language, the death of tradition and obscenity of the present time, blasphemous and traitor. In fact, Vesuvius, the symbol of Naples, hides the decadence and corruption of Neapolitan mythology within it, reflecting the psychedelic vision of the American artist (QR Code encapsulated inside). Pulcinella is dead. SAMO is alive! Forever.