My connection with music deepened when I discover the existence of musical instruments. At first were toys, like little guitars, flutes or harmonicas.
I would spend hours and hours touching and playing them. While connecting with them countless melodies would come in effortlessly. I would play such melodies over and over, secretly hoping that whom ever was around would connect with the love I was feeling while playing them.
I realize now that what I was subliminally doing through my interaction with musical instruments, was sending messages to the world around me with the desire to make them aware of the feelings of love that I knew where around all of us all the time which seemed to be completed ignored by everyone.
When I reached the age of six years old my father, mother and I moved to Rome. At first we lived with my mother parents, then finally my mother with her daring and enthusiastic personality bought an apt in Flaminio, a suburban area right at the edge of the roman historic center. In this spacious apartment she was able to provide shelter for the entire family including my loving grand parents.
In that same year my sister Elisabetta was born. It was the 1969.
The following years my days were filled with school and time spent in the streets of Flaminio which were populated with kids playing in every outdoor corners of the suburban area. Both my parents where busy working, my father teaching in a school in the morning and running a driving school in the afternoon and evening. My mother was busy doing all kinds of jobs. For the most I was spending time with my grand parents.
Marco Missinato
