Festival di Musica per Bambini

Festival di Musica per Bambini

"La Musica dello Gnomo Mirtillo"

di Vincenzo Stera

Ornella Serafini (voce), Gabriele Centis (batteria), Daniele Dibiaggio (piano), Vincenzo Stera (fiati)

E' uno spettacolo per bambini dai 2 ai 6 anni e cita la storia dello Gnomo Mirtillo alla ricerca della sua nuova casa passeggiando durante la notte ascoltando i suoni del bosco. Alla fine dello spettacolo i bambini portano in dono foglie e ghiande nella dimora dello gnomo.

Music Festival for Children

"The music of Dwarf Blueberry"

A show for kids from 2 to 6 years old. The history of Dwarf Blueberry searching for his new home, walking during the night through the forest listening to its sounds. At the end of the show children give a gift of leaves and acorns under his tree-home.

More photographs of the show HERE

Paul Gilbert Guitar Clinic

Paul Gilbert Guitar Clinic @ Casa della Musica, Trieste

Paul Gilbert: guitar, voice

Mauro Berardi: drums

Alessandro Leonzini: bass

More pictures on my MySpace album.

Just the time to have a picture with Marco, a friend who was playing with me some years ago!

Buster Williams "Something More" Quartet

Yesterday I met the biggest of the jazz music Buster Williams, Lenny White, Bennie Maupin and Georg Cooligan. As I said to Mr Williams, the quartet played "surfing the groove", with a fantastic selection of jazz music played with supremacy. The fact is that they play speacking a language between them, and they tell to eachother things that we can hear, but we can't enjoy as the do. I don't know if you understan what I mean.
Yesterday I did the photographs and today the selections of the best shots. For some of them I did some digital retouches just to take off some guys in the back of the piano player.
I do not want to write more on this concert, just 'cause I'm at the end of the day and of the week, and I want only to get my poor eyes!

Buster Williams "Something More" Quartet (website)
Buster Williams: bass
Lenny White: drums
Bennie Maupin: sax
George Colligan: piano

More pictures on my MySpace page.

Carl Verheyen Trio

As usual in the last months I'm always busy for my work and my engagements. But really I want to mantain this blog alive and I will do everything for doing it!

Carl Verheyen Trio.

Carl Verheyen: guitar and voice

Dave Marotta: bass

Walfredo Reyes Jr.: drums

Carl Verheyen was one of the guitarists of the Supertramp, and he signed the soundtrack of "The Crow" movie, Dave Marotta played with Manhattan Transfer, Phil Collins, Burt Bacharach and Walfredo Reyes with Santana, Steve Winwood, Jackson Brown.

I met them two weeks ago in the Auditorium of Casa della Musica in Trieste. They are actually touring Europe presenting the new album of Carl Verheyen Band. All of them are very interesting persons. The one who hit me more than the others is Mister Walfredo Reyes Jr., the BIG Walfredo. Obviously this is 'cause I'm a drummer and I have a certain feeling when I'm in contact with musicians like him.

The Auditorium where they played is a little room, but here the musicians can play for the true fans, in a familiar atmosphere. And they did!

I met them in the backstage before the concert, when they were relaxing after a dinner into a restaurant of traditional Napolitan food. I asked myself why give them a traditional dish from Naples when in the North East of Italy we have more tasteful dishes than them, but maybe I'm too much linked to my roots than others or maybe this was a request of the musicians. But I'm not here to speack about the food, so anyway, I'll go for the Trio.

In the backstage they were very kind with me and I had some time to speack with them about music and photography.

Tasty concert between some intimate friends in the Auditorium of the Casa della Musica of Trieste. Carl led the entire concert commenting on their songs as if he was spending a quiet evening with friends. He was occasionally supported by the jokes and the gags of the big Walfredo Reyes and by the rhytmic machine Dave Marotta. During the evening every musician had the opportunity to demonstrate its total musical abilities, which range in all directions. At the end of the concert the group went with a funny encore with Walfredo at the voice and percussions, while Carl and Dave were supporting him with their personal instruments; really a cool encore for the enjoyed audience!

Here some of the pictures I did, more on my MySpace page.

Morbid Angel, Marduk, Kataklysm

Erano 15 anni che non vedevo un concerto! Ho avuto occasione di fotografare il concerto per lavoro. L'occasione è stata la tourneé europea dei Morbid Angel, accompagnati da Kataklysm, e Marduk. Alcune anteprime nel post, le altre immagini le si possono vedere sui link riportati in basso.

15 years who had not seen a concert! I had the opportunity to photograph the concert for work. The occasion was the European tour of Morbid Angel, supported by Kataklysm, and Marduk. Some previews in the post, you can see more pictures clicking the links below.
translated by Google :)

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Morbid Angel

Ciao Nonno..

Domenico Goina RIP (3.8.1919-24.11.2008)















Together again.

A journey with my father

Dopo mesi di inattività provo timidamente a riprendere il blog anche se non con la frequenza che avevo in passato. Solamente una cronaca di viaggio in moto con mio padre, lungo la strada che attraversa Italia, Austria e Slovenia, con pranzo a Villacco e passaggio per la splendida regione dell'alta Slovenia. La cosa che preferiamo è passare in moto il passo del Vrsic, il più alto passo sloveno, nella regione delle Alpi Giulie. Il passo è a 1611 metri, dopo una serie di 48 tornanti che salgono da Kranjska Gora e scendono nella valle dell'Isonzo. Durante la salita ci siamo dovuti fermare per il passaggio di una mucca che scendeva beata camminando in mezzo alla strada, e per fortuna che non l'abbiamo incontrata dietro ad una curva! Giusto due foto e il bel tempo girò al brutto fino alla pioggia. Le strade del Vrsic non sono il massimo quando sono bagnate e non sono quello di cui un motociclista avrebbe bisogno; ad ogni modo abbiamo deciso di proseguire, anche se mantenendo una bassa andatura fino alla città di Bovec. La continuazione è stata il seguire la strada lungo il fiume Isonzo fino a Gorizia, per poi raggiungere Trieste.





















After months of inactivity i'm going to start again with a post about a beautiful journey with my father, and my bike, through Italy, Austria, and Slovenia. We decided to go to visit the lovely city of Villach (Austria) riding the Italian motorway. After a little walk in the old town we tasted the great food of a restaurant just out the city. As you see we eat a big portion of pork's ribs, with french potatoes and beer. After that we decided to turn back to Italy passing through the northern Slovenian region. We went through two mountain passes, the Wurzenpass and the Vrsic (1611). The first is a lovely road between Austria and Slovenia, while the second one is a great pass in the Julian Alps of Slovenia. The pass is the highest in Slovenia, rising from Kranjska Gora in a series of 48 hairpin bends before descending into the Soca valley. During the way to the pass we broke for a while cause the passage of a caw walking in the middle of the road. Just some minutes for a picture and the nice weather changed into rain. This wet road is not such a good thing a biker needs, and we did it riding wery slowly. After the Vrsic pass we went along the Soca river reaching Gorizia and after that, Trieste.

Birthdate

Il passato weekend siamo stati a casa dai miei suoceri per festeggiare il compleanno del padre della mia ragazza. Come al solito ha preparato uno dei miei piatti preferiti! Dalle foto non si capirà ma la mia fiorentina superava il chilo! :)
Il vecchio signore in foto è il nonno della mia ragazza, 85 anni. Durante la seconda guerra mondiale è stato uno dei primi paracadutisti della Brigata Folgore, ha combattuto sul fronte d'Africa per 5 anni e dopo la guerra ha passato 2 anni nei campi di prigionia inglesi in India.

Last weekend we were celebrating the birthdate of my father in law and his relatives. As usual he cooked for us one of my preferred dishes, and you can see in the pictures how it was big! :)
The old man is my girl's grandfather, 85 years old. During the second world war he was serving in the Folgore Parachute Brigade, he battled for five years in the African campaign, after that he was taken prisoner for two years in India by the English forces.