Paris Loop Festival Jubilee

This festival has been a memorable happening.

The feeling of being exposed to the state of the art of looping.

Emmanuel Reveneau has organized it with the ability to diffuse his extreme gentleness all around. We have been hosted with such an embarassing care that most of us coming outside Paris were astonished and speechless.

I reccomend everybody to keep an eye on its next edition.

Here are some pictures to help me remember such a great time and you feel how good it was.

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Flussi – life is surprise

It was 2006 when I got invited to play at the amazing media arts festival that later transformed itself in its actual identity: Flussi.

I was a new father at that time.
I let things go so that I didn’t partecipate to what I considered to be one of the most important invitations I had ever received.

This year I have been invited once again.
It has been a big honor and much more.

It is the chance to reconnect to what I was years ago, before drops became a river that transformed itself into a vast unknown lake in which I have been sailing since then and still am doing.

A father is learning how to be father and more

 

Selva Suona, the beginning

Dedicating a sound installation to the birth of the international red cross is something which has been floating in my mind for several years.

While flying back home from the concerts in California last October I began to write about it and suddenly it gained a form, a structure.

The first thing I wrote was the invitation to send to the musicians I would have loved to invite to contribute to it.

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This is it:

I live in a place that holds an important memory: on June 24th, 1859, the disaster of the Battle of San Martino and Solferino brought to the birth of what i consider to be one of the most revolutionary ideas of humanity: the International Red Cross.
By what i know it has been the first idea of organization that put human care at the center, with no difference in race, nationality, religion and sex.
I live in the heart of the place where the battle that exposed Henry Dunant to the disaster has happened.

Exactly under my feet.
The help given by simple people to rescue the 40.000 injured humans and bury the 30.000 deads of that day impressed this man so much that, three years later he created the international red cross, which this year is celebrating its 150th birthday.

Red Cross says they will not celebrate this event as they think it is more important to offer their support to the real goal of the organization: helping people.


I live in this place.
I play my music in this place
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I produce wine and make my living in this place.
I feel this place.
I want to give something back to this place.

I would like to use this place to make people aware of what a single human can do, of how big can be the result of a reaction to a feeling.


I consider that what Henri Dunant has done should give a sense of hope.
I would like to use music for this.
The idea is to host a sound installation to be diffused through the vineyards, the trees, the fields of this place.
On the evening of June 24th, after the sunset me and Stefano Castagna will play our “Tavole di Flos”, handmade sound boards. That is the time that the battle stopped after having began at 5,39 am.
The sound of the Tavole di Flos will be recorded and it will be diffused from the morning after in the vineyards, in the wine cellar and, thanks to Silent Radio, a web station, it will be possible to listen to it anywhere.

We will record the boards on different channels and they will be looped and reverberating until June the 27th, slowly fading out to reach the silence at the sunset of the same day.

During these days we want to add new layers, musical phrases, short or long melodic and not so melodic sentences, thoughts that have been collected by musicians around the world.

These contributions will represent the tireless dedication that brought a single man to travel the world and meet people to share and find support to his revolutionary ideas: a soldier becomes neutral when wounded and that medical care means not just surgery, fixing enjuries, but also emotional support.


Three days of layers like the years that took to give life to the International Red Cross.


I am asking you to contribute to this event offering some minutes of your sounds.
There will be no business made on this.
People will be free to attend to the concert of the 24th and to walk through Selva Capuzza during the four days of the installation.


The name of this event is “Selva Suona, from the Battle to the birth of the International Red Cross through the sounds of the world”.

October 2012 – about sound sharing reactivation

The upcoming series of concerts in California signs my return to a more intense music activity.

After the release of Tacet in 2007 I have had very few opportunities to accept invitations to play live and to collaborate with my musical friends.

Now things have reached a point which is allowing many of these possibilities to happen.

During the last months I have had the rousing luck to reconnect with a part of my reality that I haven’t been able to live with the needed intensity for a long time.

Giving life to this blog is another step in the direction of sharing this new part of my journey through sounds.

A word to my italian friends: I am sorry to possibly sound a little snobbish for writing this blog in english but I am sure you will agree with me that, while most of us can read this language, ours would represent a limit for most of the people out there.

I will probably add an italian version in the future, time allowing.