time notes come out of my accordion, it is not only a melody, but it
is like the beginning of a tale, a moment of silence is like taking
a breath of air. From my ancestors I learnt how to make the accordion
an extension of my spirit, which does not need words to express itself.
I also learnt from my ancestors how to listen to the voices of nature
- the singing of birds, the galloping of animals, the whispering wind.
All that is Life which appears before us with its joy and
sadness, hunger and injustice, luxury and poverty. Each time I play
a tune on my accordion, I want to tell a true story.