Numbers don't matter... The inspiring monologue that took place yesterday in Sanremo
2024-02-08 14:34:30
TiranaPost
One of the most moving but also inspiring moments of the second night of Sanremo was the monologue of the musician Giovanni Allevi.
After the battle with a serious illness, he talked about the last concert, how he has coped so far and what is to come. He appeared on stage with a hood, which he then removed to allow the gray hairs to be seen, not to hide them.
"Suddenly everything collapsed for me. I haven't played the piano in front of the public for almost two years. At my last concert, at the Konzerthaus in Vienna, the pain in my back was so great that during the last applause I could not even get up from the stool. And I still didn't know I was sick. Later I found out the diagnosis, very serious.
I kept my eyes on the ceiling and felt like the temperature was 39 all the time, for a year in a row. I lost a lot… my job, my hair, my security, but not my hope and the desire to dream. It was as if the illness offered me, along with the pain, unexpected gifts. What? I am giving you an example.…
Not long ago, before all this happened, during a concert in a theater full of people, I noticed an empty seat. Like an empty chair?! I felt like I fainted! Today, after the illness, I don't know what I would have given to be able to give a concert in front of an audience of 15 years.
Numbers... they don't matter! It seems paradoxical from here. That each individual, each of us, each of you, is unique, unrepeatable and infinite in its own way.
Another gift! Gratitude to the beauty of Creation. The sunrises and sunsets I admired from those hospital rooms cannot be counted. Another gift? Appreciation for the talent of doctors, nurses and all hospital staff. For scientific research, without which I would not be here talking to you. Gratitude for the love, the strength, the example I get from other patients, the warriors, as I call them. So are their family members, so are the parents of the little warriors.
When everything crumbles under your feet and only the essentials stand, the judgment we receive from the outside no longer matters. I am who I am, we are what we are. And as Kant says at the end of Critica della Ragion Pratica, the starry sky may continue to revolve in its perfect orbits, I may sink into a state of constant change and yet feel that there is something in me that remains ! And it is reasonable to think that it will remain there forever. I am who I am. I want to believe this from start to finish. If this is indeed the case, then what does an outside judgment matter? I want to accept the new Giovanni. As I said in that last concert in Vienna, not being able to rely on my body anymore, I will play with all my soul. The song is called "Tomorrow", because tomorrow a more beautiful day will await us forever!", said Giovanni, who brought the hall to its feet.
