What a beautiful thread. Stories to remember. Thank you guys.
Nobody listened music at my place but we had small TV which was kind of luxury at that time and I was quite thrilled with the Festival di Sanremo (The Festival della canzone italiana) which was broadcasting on our national TV. As the little girl, I did not understand the single word in italian but the songs sounded magical. The song from Anna Oxa - E’ tutto un attimo, blew me away. When my mother had to go to work, she would leave me in the room, gave me some cookies and the access to her closet. Where she would left me, she would find me. In front of the big bedroom mirror, wearing her clothes, singing songs from Sanremo. In my own way. That is what music does to you. :--)
But real shock with the music happened when the group of musicians came to local church to perform live some spiritual songs. They looked strange to me, with their very long hair, different clothes. When they started to play in the acoustic church, my jaws dropped. I did not want to go home, stayed there from the morning hours till the nightfall because guys promised to play some music again.
That did not happen and I remember I was the saddest little girl. But I knew then what made my heart smile. Music. Ever since.
Nobody listened music at my place but we had small TV which was kind of luxury at that time and I was quite thrilled with the Festival di Sanremo (The Festival della canzone italiana) which was broadcasting on our national TV. As the little girl, I did not understand the single word in italian but the songs sounded magical. The song from Anna Oxa - E’ tutto un attimo, blew me away. When my mother had to go to work, she would leave me in the room, gave me some cookies and the access to her closet. Where she would left me, she would find me. In front of the big bedroom mirror, wearing her clothes, singing songs from Sanremo. In my own way. That is what music does to you. :--)
But real shock with the music happened when the group of musicians came to local church to perform live some spiritual songs. They looked strange to me, with their very long hair, different clothes. When they started to play in the acoustic church, my jaws dropped. I did not want to go home, stayed there from the morning hours till the nightfall because guys promised to play some music again.
That did not happen and I remember I was the saddest little girl. But I knew then what made my heart smile. Music. Ever since.