The beauty of being creative is that you can walk in your dreams.
The first time that I got on stilts I would have been about 10 years old. They were stilts built by a dear friend of mine, who, I am sure, smiles at me from the stars every time he sees me getting on these long wooden legs. I would have never imagine that, some years later, it would become a shade of my arts, of my work. To improve and to better discover the magic of the wave of the stilt I found myself spending time with Umberto Rosichetti, one of the best national stilt-walkers in the field, discovering techniques and nuances previously concealed from me.
Challenge, brilliance and creativity have always been elements that have tickled and supported my imagination so why not add a bit of genuine folly to my music and fire? And so it is you’ll hear in the distance a megaphone shrieking, a saxophone blaring or a balloon catching fire: “Clear the way guys…I’m coming!”. Bizarre and naughty, stilt-walking, fire-handling musician who will amuse and will try in his own way to brighten the day of anybody who ends up under his stilts. Yes, I have created a character by mixing up the best of which time has taught me, with a nice dose of pleasant folly thrown in, improvised in art and carefully-studied movements.