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Reconnecting and the Mazurka Klandestina 

        Has it really been a year since the last blog post? How's that possible? Ahh, the time-vacuums of social media have also consumed correspondence during the year. The only problem? Social media decides who sees what so lots of messages and stories get buried under an avalanche of current trends.  As valuable as social media is for marketing and connecting to fans, I promised myself back in November to connect more to the folks who visit this site and  inhabit my email list.  Then there was the hurdle…Read more

Music in Nature & Discorsi Dendros 

    If you listen, there is music everywhere. The most beautiful music comes from nature and when I am in Sicily, especially when I am walking among the olive trees  in  the mountains or through the pines along the ragged seacoast, my soul  becomes transfixed, ennobled and ever grateful at the sounds of the melodies and rhythms nature so freely composes.

 

    The nourishing connection to this natural music has been jeopardized not only by the clamor of modern life, but by the ravages of pollution.  …

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When a song wants to be heard, it will find its way to the world. 

 

 

 

 

    Like the wind or like a spirit, a song can be neither touched nor seen, but it can be heard and its presence felt.   Sometimes people have asked why I sing  the Sicilian songs I do.  I always tell them that it’s because these songs want to be heard.  It is as if they want to make their presence known. 

 

 

     In April of 2014, Fabio Turchetti came to visit NYC and brought with him a beautiful song, Navigando col Vento del Sud.  Written in Italian, it is a wish  for happiness for each…

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Intending 

    “Sometimes, you just have to put it out there and let the universe do the rest.”   Those words hung in the air a bit then and while my brain just couldn’t process them, my heart quickly absorbed them. I was listening to the counsel of my friend, film-maker Steven Robert McCurdy.  He had come to the East Coast to screen his film, ‘Postcards From Italy.’  Those of us who ventured out on that cold winter’s night were treated to Steve’s tender and heartfelt film homage to Southern Italy and her people.

 

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