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 …
Music Is the “Key” to Everything
In the past 72 hours, I’ve enjoyed two concerts that both had over 100 musicians on stage. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one on earth incredibly inspired by live music. It’s always been that way. Perhaps it is my unmet lifetime desire to touch the keys like Bob James or handle the violin in the spirit of Joshua Bell. I’ve spent the last few years saying yes to ticket …