“Into the Jazz…Again!? … are you just trying to keep yourself balanced amid all genres of music life offers you, my dear? A smooth “# преход” or transition marching to the next “Love… as in the movies” or “Любов…като на кино”? Why not? Every music has its magic..And every short or long story of the book gives you something … “Pokito a poko” she is singing just at this moment, reminding you to slow down, immerse and enjoy it…At the beginning it was…what beginning? … no beginnings or endings… I remember that “Universe”,that fairy tale in Rachmaninoff, Mahler and Debussy…Oh, Debussy …the beat of his heart, his breath…while creating magic for this world…This Planet of notes he is carrying on his shoulders, brought to me as a gift but not at the five lines of the staff.. Priceless…And then? Then, my dear, you danced at Verdi’s La Traviata. A new door was opening. No, not a door, a curtain, a scarlet red curtain, velvet seats, a fan and champagne…Your world. The Opera. His Diva. And you were celebrating that. And Life was a stage…acts, interludes, costumes, sets and props…even shades of …colours….Love in arias. And then came Puccini to bring you down at the ground. He shook you up with the poor Butterfly and those damned Pinkertons who stride around the world … you got hurt, you cried… They should stand their wines one day, but how? when? Then Turandot was born and reigned with cruelty upon males…Oh, numerous sacrifices …Thanks God The One came at the end and let her be a woman and love again. Ah, a stage… Can’t we go without roles or acting? … Living in the spotlight? Come to your senses, dear! … I am grateful for Tosca and Cavaradossi… for Vissi d’arte and Lucevan le stelle… magic, light, love…, although i never really tasted the sweet kisses and felt those warm embraces, swapped around just in words… and nothing for real… But it did feel so real…A Paradox, right?…oh, and those french chansons and love in Paris…now or back in the days of Anais Nin and Henry Miller… And so much more…Everything, in fact…Love indeed……and here we are again: “To be or not to be” … ? This “spirit” from the cover of L’Europeo…is this how we keep it “Forever Young” like in the other cover of this iconic magazine,…forever alive and fluttering … Is it time to try some Rock & roll , my dear? Insanity…And all of this lived in a “La dolce vita” way …, and Jazz?…Oh, there is where i feel great… It IS a wonderful world, Louis, Yes … I give you a kiss before I leave you… Dream a little dream of me… That is jazz, My Grace…