(To Max Luke) "The double 20 ... as I renamed the current year since the first days of January .. it came in silence .. a surreal silence I don't hear the festive tolling of the bells .. the coming and going of the cars .. the shouting of the people who pass by .. it seems that even the trams have put the rubber wheels so as not to let us hear their usual rattling .. and even the squares will not resonate with those thousands of concerts that we have been used to for some time .. there will be no music .. who took us by the hand to take us to the planet of emotions ... on the sea of tranquility on the island that is not there except that of politics and unionized.
A silence that makes a deafening noise .. and that forces us to reflect ..
But are we really convinced that on May 4th we will get out of this nightmare? That we will soon find the same road we were following and which suddenly stopped? But are we sure that we will still be the same people as before?
I think instead we will never be the same ...
We have all been "infected" by a strange form of awareness .. the kind of those that come to us after a path of suffering.
We have become more responsible .. but the Music? Someone in the button room wondered how the 900 thousand workers of the show will live? .. I am convinced that the Governments have always thought of the world of entertainment as if only the Artists like .. Vasco .. Ramazzotti or Pausini belonged to it but not so ... they are the tip of the iceberg.
I think of the cashiers of the cinemas .. those who sell drinks and ice cream in the cinemas .. all that group of young people and not who survive playing at weddings or birthday parties ... those who perform at the Salamella Festival .. this invisible people who struggle to combine lunches with dinners ... They are the Music .. and this Music will not be there today ... "