Bust Out - Music

Music

  • The piano instrumental playing at Nuovo Vesuvio during lunch with Carmela and Christine Scatino is "Cast Your Fate to the Wind".
  • The song "Con te partirĂ²" by Andrea Bocelli appears for the third time this season, played as Carmela thinks about and receives a phone call from the handyman. This song was especially prominent in "Commendatori", playing (among other places) when Carmela and her friends discussed hoping to be free of their husbands.
  • The music playing during the scene wherein the witness realizes the murder victim was a Mafia associate is the second movement from Anton Webern's Variations for Piano, Op. 27.
  • When Carmela is preparing the food for her lunch with Vic Musto, "You're Still the One" by Shania Twain is playing in the background.
  • The song played over the end credits is "Wheel in the Sky" by Journey; this song was also heard in the scene wherein painters were painting the Sopranos' living room. Another Journey song, "Don't Stop Believin'," would be featured in the series finale.

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