Rome's Tiber. Wasn't Italy always sunny? Is Fall (or tempest) arriving? I am silly, drinking wine, but 'in vino (tristis) veritas'. Click for attribution and to zoom in

Since I have not time for writing having a few practical problems to solve (even Manius at my new blog has been neglected but now I know where the heck he is in Ancient Britannia thanks to Richard.)

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And since a few readers seem to have dug my ‘autumnal’ pieces, here is Fall Music num 2 based again on improvisation. It is dedicated to them.

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Fall, ok, but with a stormy twist.

A Roman being a Roman, what did you think …

PS. The sheer joy of having like an immense organ with thousands of sounds to choose from (even imaginary instruments …) is hard to describe.

Unfortunately I can’t play a keyboard any more.

This is also autumnal.

28 thoughts on “Another Autumnal Music. Wasn’t Italy Always Sunny? No, Night is All Over Us

  1. At 2:51 there is subtle hint of a gregorian Dies Ire but on the whole I was in a Greek amphitheatre listening to the chorus of a dramaturgy.
    I could almost see the autumn fog envelopping all things and occasionally lifting to give a glimpse of the chorus. I know, I know, I’m just a sentimental old fool.

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    1. You are not a fool at all. I here share your sentimental reaction, although a Greek theatre (wow) humbles me a bit.

      In any case, the post title, ‘The night is all over us’, and the fog you say hiding the choir, refers to Berlusconi’s Italy, our Autmn …

      Italians are depressed and I’m angry they don’t react enough. Libyans, Egyptians, Tunisians have more guts.

      Italians mass voted for singer Roberto Vecchioni days ago at the San Remo ‘Festival of Italian Song’. His song ‘Chiamami ancora amore’ is no big deal but revealing of our emotions in this moment:

      Chiamami ancora amore
      Chiamami sempre amore
      Che questa maledetta notte
      dovrà pur finire

      (Call me love again, call me love again,
      ’cause this damn night must one day end …)

      Link to *words and music* in case you want to read and listen.

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  2. You are confirming, though, another Italian stereotype: All Italians are musical.

    You’re intimidating me. And then Sled pipes up that she, too, has music to offer.

    And I’m feeling stupid because I don’t know what “Ce n’est pas jojo” means.

    I enjoyed listening. Thanks.

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    1. I guess ”ce n’est pas jo-jo” means: ‘Ce n’est pas agreable, pleasant, ie it’s a hard moment for Italy’.

      Oh don’t get intimidated Jenny. I am a beta man, not an alpha. A blogger had me reflect on this.

      Flavia my wife is instead an alpha. Our daughters thanks to her may be two alphas as well – I guess and hope since I love them.

      It’s reassuring how these 3 alpha creatures care for the only beta (and male) of the family.

      When Mr Alzha Imer’s steps will be heard on the cobblestones down the road – clop, clop, clop, clop, clop – they’ll be generous enough to keep me with them until I become unmanageable.

      Oh oh, unmanageable but still capable to recite all the friggin Roman emperors’ names by heart!

      Very very advantageous Jenny, to everybody.

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      1. MoR, you are right about the meaning of “pas jo-jo”.
        And Jenny, don’t feel stupid because of jo-jo or I will have to feel stupid when you use Russian or Jewish words; Mind you I’m no musician either but I can listen, the easy part.

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        1. @ Paul,
          Recently, on NPR I listened to a choir, comprised of young people, singing ‘Wanting Memories’. The words are beautiful. Do you know it? It’s on youtube.

          It goes…
          “I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me to see the beauty of this life through my own eyes.”

          I read your story over at you blog and wondered what it was that made you remember this boy over the others. You should give us more of these reflections, they’re interesting. Thanks.

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        2. Paul,

          Do you (you French-speaking people), under happier circumstances, also say: “C’est jojo!”

          Looking for the upside here…

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          1. The upside … I guess the French speaking also say “C’est (vraiment) jojo (cela)!” or “C’est (vraiment) rigolo (cela)” – do you confirm Paul?.

            People have fun too in their lives grace à Dieu.

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      2. Jenny, I know Paul since a long time, he has a lot of experience with music and has chanted in polyphonic choirs. And also, music is made for listening too and especially.

        Paul, is ‘pas jo jo’ a bit like ‘pas rigolo’?

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      3. I’ve been thinking about these comments.

        I am sure that your daughters are a lovely combination of you and your wife.

        🙂

        I ignore talk of footsteps on cobblestones.

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        1. Thank you, but my mother started forgetting things at my age. After 6-7 years she had dementia, not Mr. Alzha. One of the reason I started this blog. She instead didn’t exercise her brain much.
          Yes, my daughters took something from me but without Flavia’s discipline …

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    2. Jenny,

      I am so rusty that I am making these overtures in an attempt to get my brain moving my fingers properly again. I hum the tunes all the time but when I turned around from making that post and tried my setting of “Hans Breitmann’s Ride To Church” on the keyboard, Calliope wept. It’ll be a while.

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      1. Sled,

        I think it’s like the gym. Just keep working at it, and, before you know it, you’ll be hanging by your knees, to the amazement of all around.

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      2. Right Jenny. Sled, I’m sure you’ll make it. Let Calliope weep for a while. I told you of my bad right ring finger. Playing the guitar is kinda fixing it I hope, since I started guitar much earlier than piano. If I played piano now all my finger fixing efforts would go to the loo.

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  3. @Man of Roma,
    Do you still play the piano?

    Oh, I hope requiems are not next, knowing how much you hate your PM. 🙂

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    1. No Geraldine, I don’t play the piano or a keyboard any more.

      Well, lol, I didn’t write requiems but I wish I had. They being the most autumnal pieces it would symbolize the Fall of the vulgar man that has tainted our reputation (not because of sex scandals), made us all sad, although I don’t wish the death of anybody, I’d only love he got the hell out of where he is.

      I’ll listen to your Choir music on Youtube too Geraldine.

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  4. I listened to a few choir renditions of the song by university choirs. However the one that really got to me was a solo a capella rendition by Keali’i Reichel, also on YouTube. I even printed the lyrics. A most inspiring song…and so true.

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