SPRING
Spring
This is the first piano solo song I wrote. A homage to nostalgia which is changing but which never stops accompanying my thoughts and memories of what was. And that which was, in Spring, is childhood. The nature of tree-lined avenues, of springs which talk about rebirth, joy and adolescence.
Dance for France
To my first daughter. To the many evenings spent together. To her passion for the ballet. I dedicate everything to her.
Tema della foresta
I have never forgotten a trip I made to Switzerland when I was a boy. Long walks in the woods were something new for me and physically hard for a boy used to life in the city. But direct contact with the most intimate nature, scents and magical atmospheres of the forests I visited was an incredible discovery which marked my soul.
Giocando io e te
Here is my tribute to growth. To years gone by with the finest fruit of the path, of what we are. To children and their infancy that involve you in a lucid aspect of rare gentleness, that wrap you in a priceless company.
Wife and wine
A jazz ballad. A re-visitation in music of the moments of reflection and complicity. Of pleasant afternoons spent in the company of someone who supports you in life. A companion, a glass of wine.
Winter day
Spring is born again. But that which precedes it knows how to preserve and protect an identical fascination. Intimacy, warmth, even meditation. Winter is the homage to it.
