On a boat with jazz sailor Paolo Paliaga

“No, no listen carefully! Pay attention! This is the triplet: the tokens, the 3 tokens must be equidistant from each other or else it’s something else,” so I try again to beat my thighs, sitting on the sun-worn and salt-worn teak benches.
The rhythmic figure that Paul (a flowering musician and composer) vainly tries to shove into my head is lost carried away by the wind and blown away by my (pseudo)musician’s somariness.

Unusual place and situation: we are neither in a music school nor a conservatory but crammed, albeit contentedly, into the tiny cockpit of an ancient Lady of the Sea, a half-century-old Alpa 9.50!
I first met Paolo at a now defunct temple of music in Milan, “Le Scimmie” when I was thunderstruck by his Trio: the Alboran Trio, nomen omen, a short-circuit between the passion for sailing and the passion for music of its leader, Paolo Paliaga.
Who before had ever dedicated a musical lineup to the gallivanting sea of Alboran?
The question is rhetorical: Alboran Trio is Mediterranean in all its forms, in all its essences, oozing seawater from every pore of its skin.
Their latest CD is called Islands and it sold like hot cakes in Japan; pieces of theirs are titled Meltemi, Near Gale, etc. Paolo I re-crossed him in this off-season relocation, at the dawning of this bizarre spring, experienced between an almost deserted Stintino and a final destination, Oristano, where a team-building crew awaits him for the team-building he has long dedicated himself to, with his boat.
Paul’s empathy combined with an uncommon marine streak will drag the crew into a sailing escapade they will remember happily for quite some time.
The Alpa slices through the weather unsuspectedly, and we grind out mile after mile almost without realizing it: even a child would helm her how course stable she is.
We have recently emerged from the funnel of the Fornelli Passage, la Pelosa area, lonely sailors when in August there are more people here than at Madison Square Garden, and I again undergo the musical lesson but without hope of improvement.
Nowadays at the onset of summer Paolo uses to broadside between Borromeo Island and the pleasant shores of Lake Maggiore, partly for team-building partly to savor the magic of a good ballon of wine once given fonda to other happy participants who form a good and healthy mini-curve of the moment.
Borromeo Island on the subject of Classic Boats cannot help but remind us that the namesake owner said great luster to Italian offshore sailing by arming that very fast Peterson Almagores project!
Difficult question: better Paolo’s jazz or Paolo’s sailing?
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