Fall of Another Year
It took a while, but today I received confirmation that the autumn of another year is here to stay. Eight hours, if we’re counting, between Piedmont, Lombardy, and Sardinia (the continuity, right?), pretty awful weather, the usual delays in almost all flights, and well, I imagine you know it better than I do. The frustration, but then resignation (what’s the point in getting angry?). So, to kill the endless boredom, I plug in my headphones and blast Ege Bamyasi. When Vitamin C comes on, I start clapping my hands and stomping my feet, quite happy to be on my own amidst the tired and sweaty crowd. A little kid about a year and a half old and his five-year-old cousin come over and start clapping along. We ended up jamming for about fifteen minutes while two older kids tried to reproduce basic melodies (even Ed Sheeran, at one point) on the airport piano. We, totally absorbed in our percussive trip, continued to act like Jaki, and I thought that if you catch them young, there’s still some hope. I’ve bored you to death 😂