A proverbial truth in the field of music, not just those who have been long career, but of those that have been launched in this kingdom, is that the instrument, whatever its kind, is the best friend of ours. I would say it is even an angel. But not like those of an angel who speaks some religious tradition. It is, rather, a variant of the divinity of the ancients inspiring soul with their singing fills us with joy unspeakable to the point of intoxication.
Cogito ergo sum, Descartes said the sage. "I think therefore I am." With music, thanks to our friend the violin, the aphorism necessarily implies something beyond everyday existence, a lift to heights unattainable, there where the stars live, as the poets say more or less sugary substance. If the perfumer Giuseppe Baldini was taken, thanks the substance created by Jean Baptiste Grenouille, a garden in a delicate maid whispered to a subtle but provocative "I love you", the song of the violin not only gives us the promise, but the same satisfaction of a passion. Musa, perhaps, would be a closer description of what for us is the violin. Some may wonder why talk of a female deity being that
the violin masculine noun implies. I have no better answer than that, being a god, an angel as we said above, the violin has the sex of angels. It is an androgynous divinity. However, planning and our own concerns, not surprising our inclination to give it a feminine name. But what is the best name for our violin androgynous? The first inspiration came from their own muses, might call Thalia, the muse of comedy, or, Calliope, as the patron of the epic. While it would be appropriate to call Euterpe, and the love of music, we like more the name of Erato, the muse of lyric poetry. Whether you call it, our violin,
Erato, and it is fortunate for our attempts to create a lyrical poem by means of sounds.
A proverbial truth in the field of music, not just those who have been long career, but of those that have been launched in this kingdom, is that the instrument, whatever its kind, is the best friend of ours. I would say it is even an angel. But not like those of an angel who speaks some religious tradition. It is, rather, a variant of the divinity of the ancients inspiring soul with their singing fills us with joy unspeakable to the point of intoxication. Cogito ergo sum, Descartes said the sage. "I think therefore I am." With music, thanks to our friend the violin, the aphorism necessarily implies something beyond everyday existence, a lift to heights unattainable, there where the stars live, as the poets say more or less sugary substance. If the perfumer Giuseppe Baldini was taken, thanks the substance created by Jean Baptiste Grenouille, a garden in a delicate maid whispered to a subtle but provocative "I love you", the song of the violin not only gives us the promise, but the same satisfaction of a passion. Musa, perhaps, would be a closer description of what for us is the violin. Some may wonder why talk of a female deity being that the violin masculine noun implies. I have no better answer than that, being a god, an angel as we said above, the violin has the sex of angels. It is an androgynous divinity. However, planning and our own concerns, not surprising our inclination to give it a feminine name. But what is the best name for our violin androgynous? The first inspiration came from their own muses, might call Thalia, the muse of comedy, or, Calliope, as the patron of the epic. While it would be appropriate to call Euterpe, and the love of music, we like more the name of Erato, the muse of lyric poetry. Whether you call it, our violin, Erato, and it is fortunate for our attempts to create a lyrical poem by means of sounds. 
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