Maundy Thursday…This coronavirus did not let me to be in a church in Cephalonia island, where the ghost of the great Enrico Caruso proudly hovers over the church, the priest and his cantors. I got angry, got a space crash, caught a virus (see coronavirus VIDEO II / Space Virus), dipped Him in a bottle of formaldehyde, dehydrated it, took an incision, re hydrated it, painted it and HERE, spit it out.
I improvised for His Grace one – of the Ionian Music School – blues.
So we do not forget where we are coming from and where we will go…
Musician/Composer
