As always, Giuliano‘s gorgeous piano piece cuts through all of the tricks and gimmicks, pose and promotion that usually accompanies most of the music that comes my way and gets to the heart of what music is all about. Even before you have begun to contemplate what the song might be about, there is an honesty and real emotion, a sense of storytelling and sonic narrative which hangs unsaid over his delicate and deft playing.
And the great thing about such understated and open music is that armed with just a title, as suggested by the artist themself, the listener is free to interpret the song in any way they might chose. It is easy to picture “a village on a hill, a long history and a glorious past. Surrounded by green mountains, dreams and hopes for a better future take shape up on the hill,” in the crystalline chords and the atmospherics pooling between the notes. But such is the open conversation that the music inspires, the listener is free to conjure up any other image, old or new, pastoral or otherwise, to accompany the charming chimes of the music.
Most modern pop music tells you everything that you need to know, as if it is its own instruction manual or book of hints and cheat codes. Music such as that made by Angelo Nicola Giuliano allows the mystique and majesty to remain intact. And what, after all, is life without mystique and majesty?