The real music, not necessarily the great, but also the humble and simple, what causes immediate emotion, this was always the trip for me.

So many terminus but and as diverse.
The rock of my puberty, the pre-classical composers, the guitar, the great Italian composers of cinema...

Many times I found music in strangers sites, in "God abandoned Anton", in "the burial of Count Orgath", in "the Epicedium of the Seal",

but also in my beloved daughters Ourania and Chrysanthi.

As long as the soul wishes, I would travel...