Cadiz de la Frontera

This is the story of a violin player who travelled along villages and cities, accompanied by his music. He went to all of those placed because he was looking for inspiration for his violin. He was looking for that one magical place, where the sound of his instrument would well up by its own. And then one day, his pathway led to Jerez... The scent of a city immersed in old wine, its bodegas full of eternally ripening Sherry. Its open-hearted people, toughened by a life long of struggle and strikingly curious, were true music specialists who also knew how to dance. In this place he felt happy as something touched his soul. He started playing the violin without being able to stop. The earth, the earth.... place of the earth.... His curiousity which knew no boundaries led him to continue his journey. He headed south... and arrived in Cadiz. The open sea, a small island filled with seagulls. Its people had a surprising sense of humour, it was a city of party makers. Once more he was overcome by joy and started playing. His music now had a latin feel, as if it were a memory of a latin american atmosphere. The sea, the sea... place of the sea... He then felt the need to unite these two incredible worlds, but he knew not how. His music was to survive the tooth of time. And he continued thinking... And then I knew... I chose two people and made them love one another, for only love is able to transcend boundaries... She, woman of the sea, place of salt, of the silver purse. Her ...



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