The day the music died (literally)

It was the year 2000 when I was introduced to the wonder that is Vinicio Capossela. A master like few the world has seen.

He is humble, his musicality original, raw, full of fire, his lyrics poems of the highest order. Above all, he reaches out and touches the human condition in a way that speaks volumes to me, walking that fine line between nostalgia and melancholy, verve and rhythm, yearning and desire, passion and soul. As I read somewhere, he is a visionary dreamer. And through him, we too dream. Continue reading

The scourge of duality

Fair warning: this is NOT a happy post.

The premise to this rambling is that I am certainly not qualified to write about politics. While I’m highly interested in that of the capital P variety, and totally uninterested in the one of the small p ilk, I have no academic background in the matter, nor any scientific one for the matter. I am, simply, an invested world citizen with my own views, but then, aren’t we all? Continue reading

I was home-schooled once, sort of…

So today, I came across this article in our local media about parents lobbying to get home-schooling accepted in Malta as a valid educational choice.

While I am not personally against home schooling and am sure that it has many benefits too, painting it as a ‘saving grace’, as the article seems to point out these parents are doing, is taking matters too far, surely.

It may be a valid option, but is there the need to vilify other educative methods? Continue reading

Have my head off, go ahead…

…but I simply can’t not write this blog post.

For once, this year’s Eurovision had a number of strong entries. And by this, I mean musically sound songs, lyrics that made sense, performances that had class. It wasn’t just a mix of the usual trite, stale, pop ballads, though there were those too.

The winning entry was certainly not one of those, with its unusual musical arrangement and its very strong political message.

Was it the best entry? Continue reading