I have become accustomed over recent years to accompany each new release with a short text of free-ranging thoughts. This time I should like to write a few words on Accordone's new adventure, which is a fine homage to a repertory I find utterly extraordinary. We met to make music in the middle of the woods, in the silence of the high mountains whose few inhabitants led a peaceful existence. We found there moments of great tranquility, collaborating in our playing of a repertory that had been bringing us together for more than twenty years. Time has not betrayed us. Today as yesterday, our passion is alive; time has carried it further, it has met other eyes, resonated with other voices, received the savour of other silences. Today as yesterday, we come together in the dream of a sleepy stare or shaken by the hilarity of a forgotten dialect. Today as yesterday, music reaches out to us so that we save it from neglect. This achievement would not have been possible without the collective effort of all those who, in one way or another, have helped us. To name them all would be a fastidious task. May they find here the expression of my personal gratitude. From the bottom of my heart I dedicate this record to them.
