ENZO

I don’t remember the last day I was so happy. Maybe from the day I decided to make an album? No, not even then. The happiness I was experiencing now didn’t compare to anything else. I was in the studio, but I couldn’t focus on my music. And Paolo noticed that. I had mixed a few notes, something that had never happened to me before.

“Hey man, did something happen to you?” It’s like I am looking at you but I don’t see you if you understand me…” I could feel ...