CATARÌ, MAGGIO, L'AMMORE... (Catarì, May, Love...) A man speaks about himself, his everyday hardships but also the joys of love. Some of the loveliest and most famous Neapolitan songs, which paint a deeply human picture of a world that has now been forgotten. Or lost.
...Ah, it was so pleasant to be seated at a table in the garden of the pizzeria “La Lucerna”, on a magnificent terrace overlooking the Bay of Naples, admiring the landscape, gradually growing more idyllic in the rays of the late afternoon sun. From there, the noise of the city’s chaotic traffic was imperceptible. Portici stood out clearly, its royal park dominated by la Muntagna – Vesuvius. A little further away, Sorrento, with its villas and palaces mirrored in the calm waters of the bay, gleamed in the light of the setting sun. Slowly and almost as if trying to avoid disturbing the peacefulness of the scene, subdued voices approached. Voices of Naples. I thought: “They must have sung so many songs, so many loving words...” These voices replied in my head: "Love is something you learn as you go along in life. These songs exist as a means of expressing all the feelings that would otherwise be hard to communicate, out of shyness, or perhaps modesty. Great poets wrote the words we sing, Salvatore Di Giacomo, Eduardo de Filippo, Libero Bovio, Totò... And the music? Ernesto De Curtis, E. A. Mario, maybe even Donizetti... They used their passion and their artistry to make love’s moods more real, to keep alive the sounds and dreams of a city and to remind us (and themselves) that, wherever we are, we must live. So if you too sing and play, do it in good spirits, be happy. And remember that Life is just a glimmer of light and who knows if in the afterlife we will meet... Who knows if in the afterlife there are taverns...” "Yes, that's true - I thought - who knows if in the afterlife...?”