"THE ANGEL WARS"
A DOUBLE CD/DVD with M'Lumbo
$15
So Long 2007...
In Memoriam
Papa A.k.a. Wally. 1939/2007
Merci pour la vie.
Solo recording: The Inner 13 Tracks. with 22 songs from your beloved belgian sax beast. $15 Ships worlwide.
My Background
Napoli to Liege to New YorkIt is a common thing for artists to say how their families were bland and nasty, how they were struggling during their childhood to prove how great they became all by themselves.
That is not my case.
My parents are esthetes, real lovers of beauty. My family is great. My mother is Italian, Ciociara, she always made me notice when something is gorgeous, wether it's a graffitti done with style or a sunset behing* a mountain. We always had at home reproductions of great art, as well as original paintings and drawings and a garden with many plants and flowers, my friends who know it know it's some kind of paradise, and they know also how beautiful and great my parents are. My mom's first husband was a painter, he told me the difference between see and look. My dad, Belgian with Austrian and Alsacian roots is journalist. He's just coming back from Afghanistan. He made me listen to Bach, Mozart, Pergolesi and Miles Davis. He also taught me to not pay attention to what people say if they don't have the balls to say it to your face. I'm extremely thankful to them. They always encouraged me, and even when I was a stupid teenager they carried on.
I got four brothers, all named Debatty because of a different father!
The oldest, Jacky is the Sensei, he's a Karate master and told us all. His daughter is world champion.
The second, Michel passed away when I was 12. We were very close. He was a painter and during the winter his studio caught on fire, a sculptor friend of him was there too, he told me the laws of perspective but since he died my hand trembles when I hold a pencil. He also told me to give compliments to ugly girls so they feel, and become, more beautiful. He was thirty. I just outlived him now, it's crazy to thing that.
My third brother Marco was a world-class dancer. He was in Bejart's ballet of XX Century. He passed away too, he was forty. Almost everyone in his company passed away. I let you guess from what. He had extreme willpower, and created his life in style. He told me to be proud of myself, he told me that anything can be accomplished and that life is is looking forward.
My fourth brother Pablo is journalist, he's got a lovely family but he's mad at me because his son admires me and want to become musician like me. (and even though I wasn't starving as a kid, now it's kinda different)
My family is italian, fun and loud. The common thing between all of us is lots of talent and lots of humor. I could go on and talk about all of them for ever. I'll do that in my autobiography
I just want to say one more word about my grandmothers Angela Appruzzese and Ide Shutz. You were great, lovely, models of beauty and kindness, thank you so much.
Now in the new world i got cousins in Chicago and in Kentucky, I don't see them enough, but they're a great deal of encouragement and example for me. I love you, family. I might be 4.000 miles away but I think about all of you every days and when I think about all my friends whose family is broken or inexistant an undescribable pain invades me.
*behing has a double meaning: being and behind
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Now I talk about me. I kept the best for the end.
I'm a self-proclaimed Genius of the Infinite Melody. Emperor of Tone, Timber Dictator and Poet of Whisper. And I am extremely forgiving towards my own weaknesses, thus I keep my playing rough and unvarnished. I am also the only harmonic monodicist. My technique is unique and is inspired by Egon Schiele's angularity as well as the honking rumors of Broadway.
Other superlatives expressions that journalists wrote about me: scorched lyricism, harmony in pain, melodic virtuoso.
And, believe me, I'm serious, but I know and respect humility. I you're still reading this text, please know that Love and Redemption are important values to me, and that if sometimes I treat someone with disrepect, it is never intentional, but you have to understand that having a mind like mine might create some contradictions. You don't have to live with it. I do. You just have to listen to my music. Or not. If you don't, just remember that you hear it anyway, even unconsciously. You heard me once. You will never forget.
To me, the blues is a music that come from the inner shapes of an experience of life. It is beyond a chord progression or a pattern. It is a chant wich is heard inside, only when your soul opens up and releases the music that floats in our deepest parts of memory as living creatures. And then, with a music instrument, it can be brought to life, and it reaches your listeners' soul to become part of his life. It is usually beautiful, always unique and everchanging. Any music that's truly honest has the blues.
Also the blues is rich in tritones, my favorite god, huh, interval, maybe the rich use of it is the common point in the music I like. No tritone, no chocolate.
Facts: As I say on the headline, I carry the voices of the ancestors, and they told me great things about eternity. Being a genius of the infinite melody, my chant is a celebration as well as a complaint.
One night, in Palermo, with The Hub, as we were hypnotizing a crowd, Generations of Souls talked to the inner me, they told me I'm right, they allowed me to play the real song which is mine, my voice, but which carries all the voices and the melodies of the past, of my past, and influes the one that are coming, and to become a legend on their behalf. They made sure I know they sing thru me, thru all of us even, as we all have different paths. They use us to sing their eternal song. Now you know that I know that the real melody, singing, rich in details while flying and creating its own space is multiple and ever changing. Wether it's a cry from the heart or a solution to a harmonical challenge, it is how it actually how the air vibrates that the sound will carry the message that is decoded by te musician with its instrument. melody at its smallest is noise, then ondulation, then movement, then it starts being ungraspable, like ebriety, at it's biggest it's divine.
There is only one song.
In the whole Universe.
It is eternally continued, wether it is repeated or not, heard by the masses or not, there is only one song.
It our language. It is the universe's language.
It can take many shapes, but some rythms, some intervals are in all known music.
Which is why two songs can't be played at once.
Which is why everything is contained in the same twelve notes.
Talk to me about quarter tones, I'll talk to you about an infinite division between E and F.
Thousand years old flutes carved in bones have been found. Some are still playable and produce the diatonic scale we all know. Read articles : in China in Slovenia in Wales I choosed Saxophone because it is more adapted to the modern life, and because it has been invented by another Belgian Genius: Adolphe Sax
(other extraordinary personalities born on that same piece of land that was never really french, dutch, spanish or german includes Peter Paul Rubens, Rene Magritte, Zenobe Gramme, and Jacques Brel, they changed the world simply, but forever.)
I'm a touring musician, I go all over Europe play HIGH-ENERGY JAZZ : THE HUB www.thehubnyc.com , www.myspace.com/thehubnyc ... another group a play in is really a multimedia hive: sound design, video clips, music for ads and psychedelic Jazz: www.mlumbo.com .
I have a beautiful wife, she does documentaries and TV shows for Brazil, see her website www.tatianaissa.com www.triaproductions.com We have a marvellous baby girl named Chloe , she's over two years old, starts speaking english, french and portuguese.