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Mia Loto
Pop • Trento, TN, IT
Mia Loto Wave drum giving the rhythm, oriental sounds, flamenco arpeggios, lights, smells and images tell the stories of "Mia Loto" an imaginary and versatile character with many faces and a thousand stories. So starts the performance of a project born in 2007 with the intention of combining modernity and tradition in a continuum of melodies that are interwoven, that run after, lose and meet each other, in the meeting between the Indian sitar and violin, samples and flutes, driving rhythms and deep silences. Contents, ideas, music ... The group "Mia Loto" was born as a musical project, but not only. The intent was from the beginning to convey ideas and music contents by leading the listener into an almost surreal atmosphere, which recalls sounds and melodies through time and space and tells now common and now only imaginary stories. The name itself reveals the nature of some 'mystical’ nature and the continuous trend in the search of sounds, rhythms and different ways of expression. Hence the choice of musicians from different backgrounds and sensibilities and the unusual combination of the instruments that increase in power and creativity. The group consists of acoustic and electronic percussion, flamenco guitar, classical violin, sitar, sequenzing and voice. The songs are new and mostly sung in Italian. “Mia Loto” uses for special performances, garish costumes for stage, video projections, messages distributed to the audience, fragrances and continuous changes of rhythms and atmosphere possible thanks to a good deal of electronic sounds. It 's like a continuous journey that ranges from the chaotic West to the Far East and passes from heavy rhythm to minimal and sophisticated sounds casual only in their appearance. The sitar, which behaves like a guitar, the violin, which keeps time like a drum, the reality is mixed with the dream and the electronic orchestra resonates following her virtual conductor.

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Vieni a me con braccia tese anima senza pretese fresca tu di paradiso trasognante il tuo bel viso Semplice frutto d'attesa gerbera colta e mai resa alla terra che ti ha dato forma esatta disegnata Ombre che, migrano son rondini alla sera Dentro me, scompare ogni pensiero leggero Perché tu sei un viaggio che non fa tornare ...