FROM THE EDITOR Letter to Franco B.

Il maestro has left this world, and we would have liked,time to stop so that we could relive all the emotions that have accompanied us in the last forty years of life. “But the king of the world keeps our hearts imprisoned!” Thus said one of the most beautiful of your songs “The king of the world”.

I wanted to tell you now... now that no one can hear us, I loved everything about you, even “the center of permanent gravity”, yes! The one that my generation never managed to find but, thanks to you, we believed and tried to find it all the way through. We have looked for it at times in meditation, lost in “an ocean of silence” or, at other times, in the “mythical desires of Libyan prostitutes”.

We embraced in “La cura, (The Care)”, thinking of a declaration of love to our beloved but, you explained to us that it was a declaration of love to our soul, of which, it is true, we never care enough.

Yes, I know that everything is perpetually renewed and there is no end because there has never been a beginning. You taught us, just as now it seems almost impossible to believe that we are descended from monkeys, “you have to be morons to think that” you said, and maybe you were right. Even your spiritual choices immersed in the MuslimSufi faith, which however left room for Hindu beliefs, Buddhist reincarnation cycles and even Christian believe.

You disappeared in our beloved Sicily, the Sicily that belongs to us, steeped in Middle Eastern scents, contradictions of a people enchanted by Greek mythologies. You too, like me, left the island at a young age to fulfill your destiny, only to return when everything was done. To stay away from our land “it was like an African sickness” it is true. Here, I just wanted to say thank you, now, wherever you are, and I hope to meet you again in other lives, because you taught us:

We will come back again, and again, and again.

FABRIZIO CATALFAMO EDITOR - I N CHIEF & CEO