Under the giant olive tree, tonight ended in a roundtable of misty eyes, mine included. Although we bring a green version of the native tongue to Montanare each time, Larriano gets the job done. Sometimes, like tonight, our pigeon brand of Dante’s words come through crystal clear. Amedeo, Rosy, Luisa, Piero, Laura (all locals) and myself share similar passions. Many of mine began in this country: Formula One, industrial and interior design, many genres of music, food (especially aged cheese), red wine, 500 year old buildings, catholic tradition, and negotiable speed limits. All are subject matter we can talk about for hours, even in my stripped down version of their local words. Somehow, our conversation came around to a specific song that includes two opposites that happen to make a perfect pair. In 1999, while studying fashion photography in Florence, I noticed a publicity poster on a corner near to my student apartment. It was promoting an upcoming concert hosted by none other than, Luciano Pavarotti.  This benefit concert in Modena (his hometown) happens to be the city made famous (and very rich) by the global production of Balsamico Aceto di Modena. Studying a paper map at the train station, I could see Modena was under two hours from Florence. Although I had absolutely no idea how to buy tickets, I was able to reach a women I’d met weeks earlier who was from that area. She was happy to hear from me and agreed to buy tickets and attend the show with me and a school mate. It was beyond a magical night of stars singing with Pavarotti including: Gloria Estefan, Lionel Richie, Ricky Martin, Joe Coker, BB King, and six Italian super stars. Although my knowledge of Luciano’s charity (War Child) was limited, I learned that evening that Lady Diana, Elton John, and Luciano founded this meaningful and productive non profit to care for the most vulnerable victims of war. From that night forward, my love for everything Pavarotti became nearly an obsession.

Amedeo’s young daughter Laura was siting directly across the round table from me tonight. I’m in awe of her love for the music she adores. Much of it was the soundtrack of my youth from the 1970’s. Two nights ago, she joined 80K other fans of Pink Floyd to see Roger Waters in Rome’s Circus Maximus. She too, has let the lyrics of others tell the stories of her thoughts. Laura’s knowledge/passion of music (Italian, American, International) is inspiring. We agreed tonight that songwriters help us understand ourselves and others. Her father Amedeo and I have been using music to bridge our language deficit for more than a decade. His handset is often busy searching another YouTube video that brings his message home. Tonight, under the olive tree, a spot much discussion has exchanged about music and world concerns, Luciano’s name came up while I was recounting my memories of being a curious student in Florence twenty years ago. Amedeo pointed his phone at me and played this most emotional song about the Balkan war that devastated eastern Europe including Sarajevo, host city of the 1984 Winter Olympics. During that war, many atrocities occurred including the death of countless children. Luciano dedicated the funds from the 1999 War Child concert to causes that benefited children traumatized by this horrible tragedy.

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