Lucio Carbonelli on Miles in Napoli
…Miles! I can't believe you're gone forever, and this makes me very sad. Just the other day I republished on my Facebook page what you wrote to me on your cd, "When the water rises… have a swim.", and as soon as I enter my room I always see you, what you wrote on the poster you gave me, in green: "Keep it real!". When you gave this poster to me I had recently moved, and I have had this writing in front of my eyes for years, I always read it, it’s always inspiring; and even that African instrument whose name we don't even know is always there in plain sight, on one of the stereo speakers, when you gave it to me you said that maybe one day we could have played together. When we met I had short hair almost like yours, and also a beard, we looked just like brothers; it was so nice to hang out together and chat, listen to the tales of your restless "gutterpunk" adolescence, your new life in Los Angeles, yoga and contemporary art.
I still remember with a smile when a little embarrassed you asked me if it was okay to ask for a little more oil on the pizza, you loved it so much. It’s really terrible that you’re no longer here. I remember you wanted to move here in Napoli, too bad this dream never came true. I have seen you play several times, alone and together with Akron/Family, one of the most beautiful and shocking concerts I have ever seen, if they hadn't stopped you probably you would have gone on all night long… how much lost beauty. The music remains, yes, but it's not the same thing, you'll be missed as a friend, a lot. Have a nice trip Miles, I love you.
“And me
I just want to be satisfied
And me
I just want to be free
And me
I just want to hide my face until it’s over
But it seems I’ve got no choice so here
I am”
