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Voices from moorland

* I recently received the following letter from my brother Dario, who moved to Derry now. Here she tells me of a walk on the moor, to Fort Greinan between Buncrana and Derry.

Mucker!

Dear Mark,

what's the craic? Halloween has its fires burned down and here is the real winter ...

Because the weather is depressing came to me wanted to tell you st'estate did a lap.

Carmela Pablo and I decide to take a ride in the countryside, on foot. We are all really taken, Roury told us "go and follow that road there we Irish walk faster than you we make it in two hours you in five." We organize and set off but there's mist Pablo, our guide, says that the weather holds, I told an old Carmela confirmation of Buncrana and on the other hand, she said the old woman Sandinos. Backpack and humus sandwich direction Greinan Fort, an ancient Celtic ruins, to say all of Pablo laundry below. Tombs, ancient walls, a fountain. It lies between here and Buncrana. Pablo goes crazy for Buncrana. He also lived when he was still a foreigner here.

After two hours of country we are asked to make an old-time, Pablo for a while 'is not only talking about the old and the old consoles us: it does not rain and the strong just two hours. Needless to say, you see 'there is hill and you reach the top split in two hours. We are all excited, Pablo takes pictures as if he had his finger automatic, and I guess I have been catapulted into the realm of Avalon is that crows and fog and you do not see a soul in the middle of the moor. Carmela is excited and happily trots, attentive to the holes, I say, that the moor is plagued start and needless to say he stumbles and falls in one of those ditches full of water called " pit" . So bring bad luck! She said.

The fort is a ring of walls and inside you snack, then off again. Quite an experience, a five-hour journey, needless to say quell'impunito of Roury was right, we realize that the way we've stretched to three hours. Beautiful countryside of Donegal, heck, I take a damn if I go back there!

And what a beautiful summer ... cold, wind, rain, only two days of sunshine!

I remember that made warmer in late May, the past week in Brook Park ... always a tremendous sun finally broke the constant cloud cover Irish, always ready to shower down like rain, the Irish Menan hands. We were just in jeans, of course we were all well equipped with beer ... Lorenzo then began to slip and I remember those guys who were going to get us the stones. At the end of that week I found myself just tanned.

Yesterday, I get a text from Luke, that friend of yours, which is: there's Patti Smith in front of me at San Severino, you are drinking a beer, what? I do ...? I replied to ask if he wants to revive the sad scene Marche with the true punk rock of yore, and even organize a party and told him not ... Then I told him to sign a bell'autografo flaws maybe take a picture and get to kiss sbirrazzato on beard. You were there? Did you see? Okay that is a genre that, with you, little quail. If you see my number from Derry, come here, you never know!

Mucker, it's time to go ... Some students are comin 'soon!

See ya!

Dario, your bro.

Greinan Fort on the hill between Buncrana and Derry. The pink you see is the heather moorland of the queen. The white things are, of course, sheep.

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Sandro Savino - Simon May - Emily Pinto Alessandro

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Sandro Savino

Simone May

Emily Pinto

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Bologna, November 21 - full house last night at Chez Baker . Sold out and chock full of local people slipped by all parties, to follow concert pianists Sandro Savino, Simon May and Emily Pinto with their respective groups, all jazz players of proven value, which gave birth to exciting concerts. Each group has a repertoire that ranged from a variety of rhythmic songs to ballads suggestive. You could not ask for better in the evening that it has closed a busy week of concerts.

SANDRO SAVINO

My name is Sandro Savino and I was born in Taranto on December 5, 1980. I spent my childhood and adolescence in Matera, wonderful city Heritage and great source of inspiration for me. I play the piano for twenty years and I am very happy to have known and could have chosen to become a musician for the freedom granted to me now. During these years I've learned from great musicians and had the pleasure of studying with renowned teachers in Matera, Rome and the Netherlands, where I live for six years. In Holland I have finished my studies in jazz at the conservatories of Rotterdam and Den Haag. Today I am involved in various musical projects with which I perform around Europe. I speak fluent English, Dutch, English and Portuguese. I love to travel, percussion, sociability, beautiful women and, especially, the rhythm which is the mother of life.

http://www.myspace.com/san drosavino

SIMONE May

Simon May and I was born in Grosseto trent 'years ago and do not know why I've always loved music and especially the piano ... i guess that little by little I found a clue! I did not make the conservatory, although some years studying music and composition called "classic" ... behold, I made a discovery: the music is "A" ... for me at least. Falling in love with the Jazz to 16 years; I studied a lot in Rome and in the years I've done quite a lot 'of experience related to this world, including some records, participated in seminars and concerts done, I had the chance to play with Lee Konitz in 2006. The search led me to have experiences outside the jazz composer for theater and film ... also because jazz is a word for me eclectic! Now I live in the countryside in the Marche, with my wife and many animals.

http://www.myspace.com/mag giosimone

EMILIANO Pintor

I was born in Bologna in 1979 and started piano lessons at age nine. I did not follow a path of academic music studies, while the interest in jazz was born shortly after, by listening to records of the teachers and the environment through attendance jazz Bologna. The academic year had already embarked on a steady concert after graduating became my main commitment. From the educational point of view, the fundamental experiences were then meeting with the great pianist and teacher Barry Harris and his stay in New York in 2009. In recent years I spent on the case alongside the Hammond organ. Many were musical encounters, but this reference to my more conventional biography.

http://www.myspace.com/emi lianopintori

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Tamil Actor Vijay Is Hindu Or Christian?

Sgobbi - Livio Minafra - Daniel Emilio Pozzovivo

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Alessandro Sgobbi

Livio Minafra

Daniel Pozzovivo

Bologna, November 20 - Yesterday evening local packed for three excellent concerts. The first pianist to open the evening was Sgobbi Alexander, a pianist from the heterogeneous language that seems to draw from different musical worlds, creating their own dress code interesting. The second pianist was Livio Minafra, a veritable volcano of ideas as well as technical personal style. The third was Pozzovivo Daniel, also a fine pianist from the fluid phrasing and crystal clear sound and vibrant. Were reached very high peaks of great music and interaction with the audience again responded with great participation and enthusiasm. The level of the other musicians was very high and among them there has been a special chemistry that has remained alive in all three September of the evening.

ALESSANDRO Sgobba

∂-Biography

Can I say that I really felt musician at age 23. At 25 I packed in more humid and warm Parmesan week in history, diploma and degree level in Arts.
I can say I the only one who withdrew Upim thesis: there lost and recovered two hours before the debate.
At 18 I discovered the Jazz - and then forgotten and rediscovered in the well of Parma with enough memory for r of Habsburg.
I felt more and more music through to jazz concerts, the Yamaha, the first album recorded, the recording of a song Gaslini, 2nd prize in the "Flores" and selecting the "Martial Solal" examination composition exceeded after 84 hours of confinement. At 28 I
hear me say clearly jazz, basically a pianist, composer surely.

www.alessandrosgobbio.it
www.myspace.com / alessandro toiled
www.alessandrosgobbio.blog spot.com

Livio Minafra

Notes Color:

Actually I wanted to be a chef .. And if I had to be a musician - as at home my parents were musicians and I breathed music from the belly - I wanted to be drummer .. Instead they sent me did play the piano. At that point, I played with the technique of percussion and I made up my whole world differently abled there. I've never been able to play the famous jazz, that of Bill Evans or Oscar Peterson nor the most popular songs of the moment ... yet I felt like people to hear jazz or Antonello Salis Gianluigi Trovesi .. When Then I won the Top Jazz in 2009 as Best New Talent in Italy I had a joy that now I still pervades. Not so much be the first in Italy for a year (should not exist much in the jazz competition, so everyone tells her story) as being recognized in jazz but in my own way. One way I made traces of Arabic music, French Impressionist, free, melody, minimalism .. The Cook and drummer pianist abuse was not accepted, and now he also won! :)

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Livio Minafra, born 1982, young composer and pianist, winner of the prestigious Top Jazz 2009 as best new talent, especially in solo piano playing but has made several important investments (Minafric Orchestra, Municipale Balcanica, Canto General, Radiohead to name a few) as a pianist, composer, arranger and accordion player. In piano solo published The Cry of the sweetness (Leo Records, UK) and flame and the crystal (Enja Records - De). He has worked among others with Marko Markovic, Paolo Fresu, Bobby McFerrin, Jerry Gonzalez, Frank London, Radiohead, Mario Schiano, Sergei Kuryokhin, Paul Rutherford, Lucilla Galeazzi, Michele Lomuto, Daniele Sepe, etc. At the age of 28 has already played in all five continents except Australia.


http://www.myspace.com/liv iominafra
www.minafrasprod.com

DANIELE POZZOVIO

http://www.myspace.com/dan ielepozzovio
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Milena Velba Big Blog

Marinelli - Kekko Fornarelli - Simone Andrea Graziano

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Emilio Marinelli

Kekko Fornarelli

Simone Graziano

Bologna, November 19 - Yesterday evening, at 22, Emily Marinelli opened the evening. The first part of his September was not linear, surly at times. The tension between the musicians was evident, even for the public. The first two pieces, in particular, have displaced a bit 'all. The energy was retained by a cap which then exploded in the last part of the first September, when the office finally suppressed invaded the room filled.

One of his piano solo, totally improvised, was the prelude to a worthy end to a jam session with the public fully participate.

September In the second group started more aggressively, seeking immediately a direct contact with the public.

Again very involved, sometimes blocked, the pianist, Kekko Fornarelli that redeems itself well in the third song, which suddenly becomes an intimate piano solo, thoughtful, attentive and excited with the public. Fornarelli at this point, it takes all its space with an actual plan itself, the premise of a Nordic track, but not icy, written by the composer Gianpaolo Venditti.

The third also seen here in September, the pianist, Simone Graziano, totally blocked, almost clumsy and awkward. The rest of the group, received the temporary impasse of their colleague, tried to fill his space, but some in the audience has probably realized that something was wrong.

The solo piano piece, Darkness, darkness, instead gave new light to Gratian, who fully recovered from the initial block briallantemente closes the evening, highlighting its language which also denotes a classical background.

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EMILIO MARINELLI

I was born in Ancona for a long time and I have lived my life in Falconara Marittima (small town on the refinery), probably too time ....
Therefore, they are slow, very slow to learn and improve and also I have always done all the training courses (and not) in reverse. I started playing in public:
rock bands, then R & B and Funk (funk much), and jazz. Of course after all that I could not deal with the classical repertoire and a long, long, elephantine effort.
I graduated from the Conservatory of Santa Cecilia in Rome, my classmate was 11, I 33. In this time of life I did everything. From playing in a pickup truck in front of old fruit not too happy to see you on tour `in stadiums all over Europe, or pop stars like Williams, or theater, or concerts in the club (the taverns) with American jazz and Italian (ENRICO RAVA , Bob Brookmeyer, Kenny Wheeler, Xavier Girotto, CAMERON BROWN, JULIUS CAPIOZZO ......). I do not know if it 'good or bad move in a zig zag, but going straight has never failed. The size that I prefer, however, is that of small places, no lights or mega truck boxes, only one person and his instrument, nothing superfluous or excessive: just you and Them. A few yards of space and energy of the player and the listener. However
study a lot, be prepared to take account of the pianist in the next 20 years.

http://www.myspace.com/emi liomarinelli

Kekko Fornarelli

Playing the piano is my karma, rather than a choice. Living 28 of my 32 years in alternation of love and disenchantment still puts me before the question of "who will I be tomorrow?". Childhood and adolescence immersed in classical music then, suddenly, jazz. I've studied, I did mine. First, devouring everything I could get my hands, then, speaking of me with my jazz, enriched by all the artists I know and with whom I have played, moved to France, recording my three disks. Today, I think that beauty is in the subjectivity of music in it and implement it. In many, jazz, have forgotten the message that he wanted to give the same: freedom. We can appeal to a thousand people or even just one. You just have the desire to seek it, this person. Wherever it is.

www.kekkofornarelli.com
http://www.myspace.com/kek kofornarelli
http://www.facebook.com / ke kkofornarelli

SIMONE GRAZIANO

My name is Simone's name, surname Graziano. I was born in Florence in the last days of the last years of the 70s and perhaps that is why I love autumn, dead leaves, and the final code, and the number 7. To my mother I love the piano and music in general. To me, the madness with which I have grown in recent years. I studied jazz at the Berklee school in Boston and I graduated in piano at the Conservatory with the highest marks. In "Lightwalls," title of the first disc in my name next to two genes such reckless Ares Tavolazzi Tamborrino and Stephen, I tried the relationship between music and light and how they affect each other. I hate to Florence, but since I am thirty years I try in vain to give up, maybe the love.

http://www.myspace.com/sim onegraziano

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Spurrier - Francesco Villani - Alex Trebo

Andrew Spurrier

Francesco Villani

Alex Trebo

Bologna, November 18 - Last night was the turn of pianists: Andrew Spurrier, Francesco Villani, Alex Trebo. Considering that the night before it was breached at the time, was reduced the number of standards to play for each September and asked the musicians to be drier and more concise with their solo moments, to fit perfectly within the time available. Last night, new standards have been played since the first week such as, for example, Giant Steps and Cherokee . As for the performance of two songs by the composer Gianpaolo Venditti, there was a certain awkwardness and a certain insecurity on the part of the pianists, especially with regard Twilight . What was interesting though is how everyone tried to pull himself out of the difficulty of not knowing the song and give a musical sense, however, what he was doing. In addition to the three pianists, two bassists have come and gone and even two drummers (one bass player and drummer were also present at Tuesday night), while the single breath this (the saxophonist Matt Cigalini, who was on Tuesday) has played in all three set, demonstrating, in addition to the undisputed musical talent, a certain resistance. The audience was larger than the first night and it seemed even more involved and attentive. Some viewers are left to the end and beyond, joining the musicians in an appendix of the musical evening.

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ANDREA SPURIOUS

How can you give an idea of \u200b\u200bhow much time convincing themselves fitting in " no more than 800 characters? Music is part of me, I always pulled out with ease, the ease that angers those who want to learn to play and is not taken. As a child, age 12, was considered something of a "child prodigy". I have won national competitions and received compliments from teachers orchestra, and I realized I did not because I was so Simple! Then, in high school, I did grow my hair and I have given to battery first, then later on guitar and bass. Eventually I started playing the piano with enthusiasm approaching to that which seemed so strange acid jazz, dissonant. They say I taste, I do not know that sound and just, whatever, tools, things, different genres, and perhaps at times the music out of hand, perhaps because it is my life, and life must be able to play.

http://www.myspace.com/and reaspuriojazz
http://www.jazzitalia.net/ Artists / andrea ...

FRANCESCO VILLANI

I was born in Naples and similarities: contradictory , generous, night and solar, visible and subterranean. When I play, I establish a relationship with the audience that goes beyond what I play. In fact, mine are not presentations, but a shared, dialogical project of mutual understanding. The My background is the result of various, often conflicting experiences. Anarchist, which I call the discipline I was always too narrow.
At age 14, abandoned his studies at the Conservatory, I turned to the city, which was then a true crossroads of projects to procure evenings, where I was playing jazz. But I never stopped at a kind. I have no musical prejudices and listen to everything on principle that I consider good. What I have done and who they are musically
you will find it here: www.francescovillani.net

Roberto Saviano wrote to me: http://www.facebook.com/no te.php? Note_id = 16924921399 1

ALEX TREB

I was born in a small town in the Dolomites, San Martino in Badia, and beginning my musical journey to the event, at the age of five years. At seven I take my first piano lesson and discovered music as a game. At 19 I decided to devote myself entirely to music, playing live as a pianist and keyboard player with various projects between Bologna and Bolzano. The concerts during this period, that is my 20 years of traveling and allow you to keep in distant countries, as I formed the Dams in the conservatories of Bologna and Bologna and Rovigo. Over the past two years, inspired by a prolonged stay in Berlin, I decided to focus more on composing music for various productions ranging from soundtracks for film (The Contenders), the Nu-Jazz (Mop Mop), the music scene .

http://www.myspace.com/ale xtrebo

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How Do U Get Bearing Out Of A Metal Core

With Claudio Filippini and Vincenzo Danise started the Bologna Casting

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Claudio Filippini

Vincenzo Danise

Bologna, November 17 - last night took turns two pianists, Claudio Filippini and Vincenzo Danise, in two concerts, the first of which lasted more than a second (because the times have been breached and the local had to stop at one with live music). In the two concerts, the musicians have played almost the same standards. There was a time when "only plan" for each concert in which he performed the famous Filipino standard "Caravan," while Danise has performed his composition. There was a good chemistry and good fellowship among musicians in both groups. The public, and many, responded warmly enough. For the sake of time, the group Danise had to shorten the songs and cut one end. The workforce were the same for both groups, with regard to the horns (alto sax and trumpet), but differed with regard to the rhythm section (bass, drums, piano). Mattia Cigalini (alto sax), that in the first concert was very much present on the scene, the second was a bit 'more behind the scenes, due to an illness (not serious) accused in the evening. Among the songs were performed "Twilight" and "Chez Baker big band well."

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Claudio Filippini

My name is Claudio Filippini, I'm 28 years old and I play the piano for 29 years. I started with classical music and when I did not want to study cazzeggiano by ear. I liked to listen to songs from the TV and ring the first time. It was this game that sparked my desire to become a musician. When I heard "Kind of Blue" by Miles Davis I 13 years and since then I was struck by so much wanted to become a jazz pianist. I completed a classical education and in the meantime I went in to listen to hundreds of disks. Skipping school, breaking balls to players older than me, I wanted to know all the tricks of the trade, attended workshops, jam sessions and played on until dawn. The music took me away from Pescara to Rome, Chicago, London, San Francisco and beyond. I met teachers of life as Hancock, Barron, Cables, D'Andrea, people with balls square so to speak. Now a professional, the sound of everything and everyone, live music and not to lecture and saying no to be the new Mozart Italian.

www.claudiofilippini.com
www.myspace.com / claudiofil ippini

VINCENZO Danis

I'm here in my room of 10 square meters with my Emy (bitch pincher) 3:07 'am talking to myself.

10 years served Mass in the church in my neighborhood of Naples, one of the worst, Years later I realized that it was exciting to live in a poor neighborhood and pissed.

A 11 was the pizza boy crushed tomatoes for the pizzas with the simple people in hands surrounded by family at school and at work ... but the family was "the music" My father was a great guitarist who live on the hardships he had to "clean the toilets" as he says wryly.

At age 12 I had a stroke of lightning: the piano something that gets inside you until you slips' unconscious. I started begging my to buy a let me take piano lessons: how could they? is scarcely arrived at the 28th of the month. I found an ad in a newspaper looking for a camera, I took (in black) to the club for the rich circle Posillipo them ... 'there was a grand piano. A well-known musician at the time director of the Neapolitan Conservatorio di Napoli Roberto De Simone saw me playing with the waiter's uniform, short, small, I was tenderness of course, entrusted me with Miriam Longo for admission to the Conservatory ... when you least expect it you're there! In the classrooms of the Conservatory when I found a classroom to study free of played a little jazz solos of Joe Pass, one day I will try again to play dissonant music, from street urchin to tone replied: I am away for 15 days! I have worked with many musicians including: Mike Francis, Ares Tavolazzi, Massimo Manzi, but was born with a particular feelling saxophonist Marco Zurzolo, I exported the Neapolitan tradition in a jazz around the world: Mexico, Seville, Brazil, A rgentina, Uruguay, London, but nchester, etc.. .. The 'Last year I recorded a trio Imagining vol.1 achieved through a competition organized by Radar / Egea, I won.

Imagination 'for all human beings are the primary source of happiness Imagining a Way says a bit 'what the people of Naples lives, with what passion for good and evil including the "rubbish", contains some original songs as Neapolitan song written by A'Vucchella G.D' announcement. "The treasure is in your hands, look no further."

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Big Boob Dress Foto Gratis

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's true. Against travel I wrote severely, but to praise the courage to live here in Toledo, without fleeing in search of a life that is never anywhere else.

Still, I could not resist the lure of Bologna Jazz Festival. So, today childbirth. It will only be music. I hide in the crowd, to enjoy every event undisturbed.

will tell some of what I see and hear. I like to 'follow' the talk of ordinary people, assisting in restoring an important show wonder and delight. If they are nagging and annoying, all the rumors are to follow. I feel appreciation hasty strikes on a young musician who, perhaps, is expressing its best, in a moment of his life that will certainly be one of many! I want to feel that emotion. I envy them, because they will throw to the lions, playing to an audience well-trained, he feels something in the air.

This kind of shows require a personal story. You do not go to Bologna without a 'curriculum' music. I will be a session musician, but music is music. I mean that from my old passion for everything that is pop and the mother of all forms eccentric and unpredictable, there is no unbridgeable gap. I can do well to go well between them in my heart, without feeling a thief or an adventurer, who dares to intrude into areas that are not yours. I know my limits! Of course, the internal boundaries between one thing and another!

When 'I run' my students and when I go to the concert to replace a part of me is someone you know well. Then there is Mark's night secret. There are other instructors who conduct the orchestra inside. I'm not directing, when "it is night." There is always someone who says things I never heard before. And I listened. And again. And play in the new range and groped. I feel like the diver who jumps off the highest diving board. I checked well. There is plenty of water in the pool. I have not yet learned to dive and that's it.

Meanwhile, I want to try to steal some secret from performance of boys in Bologna. I'll make my week of concerts. Five days. Will be like a full course which covers a good time. They only exist. The festival is dedicated to them.

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Seriell To Usb Rotronics

Our love how God is ineffable In praise of imperfection

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Giving voice to what is deepest and truest in us, buried deep in my heart, that said there is no mystery or claim or 'soul' is for the music. Is it not true that all those who do not have words to say rely on music - and poetry, and story ...? And when they do not find the words of poetry and story and are always looking for the answer in music? I can always find a way to express themselves using it.

A philosopher wrote that music is ineffable God as it is an expression of the ineffable, that is, everything that men do not have words to express themselves.

How many times we happened to be called to say our feelings - even after they have been 'declared' a thousand times already - and not find the words, because we have already said all we know and why not others - because there are not any more!? and not to be 'believed'! How many times have we seen the end of a love, discovering in the tragic melt the embrace of souls to which they were abandoned for years the silent question in disbelief of those who have ceased to love but do not know how to get rid of the 'pain of the mind' ?

pain I call the mind the condition of those struggles in a state of incomprehension. Who feels painfully that the other does not feel our hearts because it is closed to understanding overwhelmed by abstract reason. The truth. Facing the truth my heart is silent. Is not it? But when God has been 'called' to create man there were those who suggested not to, because it would be lying. And there were those who suggested that he create it anyway because it would have been capable of good things. Then God the truth buried under the earth and created man. For there to be love is essential that the truth lies beneath the ground. This tells a parable Jewish.

When we happen to not find the words to say our desperate love, our hearts hints at hand, tries to express what stirs the bottom with other items.

So for us musicians. We feel we have to say, on behalf of our fellow human beings, our silent love. Sometimes the music comes from this gray area of \u200b\u200bconsciousness from the pain silent, the need to overcome the obstinacy that lies ahead. Is not the music on silence and victory over death? The language is always preceded and threatened by death. It 's our call to life the real things of our hearts. The longing. The sigh. The short gasp. The spasmodic tremor. The dance of the hours. Lake enchanted. The eyes of our women. The hands of a friend that we seek. The small hearts of children who dream of love that never dies. We need not die anymore, because we have already been abandoned once. It's about putting in all this music.

When everything is ready to begin. And he knows what he has to say the instrument of someone close to us. Then ask for hearing voices from within the heart and hand, which runs safe to say that the notes melt the pain of the mind. And the wave of memories you dance. The air around is filled with sounds unheard. Always the same result for us. Sounds outrageous to say to the raging wind and messes up the land. The music is stronger than the winds of discord. Its wave silencing the wind. Draw the inner plies and traces the paths that lead to the hearts forgetful and tired. Majestically you presence and fulfillment of the intentions hidden. Forward and stops the air. There is only you to speak for us.

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I've already talked about my friend who graduated in Aesthetics in Bologna with a thesis on improvisation in film and music. There is a paragraph of text that called for an aesthetics of imperfection riproporvi I want full, with his consent. This post is dedicated to my students, because they do not ever think that we must strive for perfection at all costs.

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means if you suddenly take risks and go to places musically surprising and unknown risks and if it is part of hiring the fact that some aspects of the result can not be very happy, then we must resort to an evaluation criterion based on aesthetics of imperfection.

There is also a beauty of the incomplete, and it is this raw beauty that can be taken as a criterion for assessment of jazz improvisation. By adopting the aesthetics of imperfection [...] does not evaluate the improvisation as a product, but as a relationship between process and product. For this you can appreciate the courage and the risk to the efforts made, giving recognition to testing and the ability to broaden the horizon of reference. This is obviously not an apology for the error or the license to fail. It is the recognition of the fact that forms of imperfection often repurchased are held when the musicians engage in a genuine attempt to improvise without succumbing to the temptation to fall back on cliches. Imperfections, however, not due to laziness or clumsy execution, but the involvement in an experimental and research. (DAVID SPARTI, Sounds unheard: improvisation in jazz and in everyday life , Il Mulino, 2005, P.200)

Miles Davis was popular with critics for his wrong notes or missed . Should we therefore conclude that he is a trumpet player technically limited and mostly inaccurate? Maybe yes, if we analyze it with the tools of traditional musicology. In fact, more likely, he agreed to take risks that many other musicians have carefully avoided:

that Davis would not make mistakes or not prepared to avoid them: ideally would have wanted to play right on the limit and you're never wrong. In practice, it was closer than others to the limit, and accepted the inevitable missteps. In this sense he does not present a polished product to your audience and worthy of admiration for his strictness, but a complex process of search and struggle with the music. Davis does not offer patterns to transcribe music, check out and play at home. But it is important to appreciate the fact that Davis will be constantly exposed, making the trumpet playing even more difficult and risky than it is [...]. (DAVID SPARTI, Sounds unheard: improvisation in jazz and in everyday life , Il Mulino, 2005, p.201)

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