Taormina
It all began with an idea… sitting on the terrace of Villa Cuseni in Taormina one night at the end of summer, looking down over the bay and the town, noticing Etna behind it, and feeling that there is something magically alive in the air, not allowing me to just leave without finding more about this place.
I started picking up scents from the garden surrounding me and writing down a composition, that was first called Sicilian Jasmine Rain.
It all began with an idea… sitting on the terrace of Villa Cuseni in Taormina one night at the end of summer, looking down over the bay and the town, noticing Etna behind it, and feeling that there is something magically alive in the air, not allowing me to just leave without finding more about this place.
I started picking up scents from the garden surrounding me and writing down a composition, that was first called Sicilian Jasmine Rain.
It all began with an idea… sitting on the terrace of Villa Cuseni in Taormina one night at the end of summer, looking down over the bay and the town, noticing Etna behind it, and feeling that there is something magically alive in the air, not allowing me to just leave without finding more about this place.
I started picking up scents from the garden surrounding me and writing down a composition, that was first called Sicilian Jasmine Rain.
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