MEN,SEX AND CREATIVITY
20 November 1960
I like older men,Father was in his forties when I was born,in men I look for a father figure, so what .Ari was twenty four years older,Titta twenty-eight ,Angelis thirty so what ? Some men are like red wines,as they age they get better,I didn't succeed through the casting couch
20 November 1960
I like older men,Father was in his forties when I was born,in men I look for a father figure, so what .Ari was twenty four years older,Titta twenty-eight ,Angelis thirty so what ? Some men are like red wines,as they age they get better,I didn't succeed through the casting couch
---.Je ne suis pas une putain!
I use my sex drive,my raging hormones are the fuel that drive me,Mother was like that,over-sexed,but no talent,no gift,no vision.She knows how to use people,pushes and pulls, the three of us,Father dumped her,Jackie became a high class prostitute,I became the greatest in th history of music.I was not yet fourteen when we moved back to Greece,the eight years in Athens gave me courage and tenacity,the more fun they had at my expense in Athens ,at the Conservatory,the more determined I became,to become the greatest to show them,to get even.Anger,hatred drove me, possession set me apart and above,I sensed I was different,had something the others didn't,the demon of music,and other demons.
I use my sex drive,my raging hormones are the fuel that drive me,Mother was like that,over-sexed,but no talent,no gift,no vision.She knows how to use people,pushes and pulls, the three of us,Father dumped her,Jackie became a high class prostitute,I became the greatest in th history of music.I was not yet fourteen when we moved back to Greece,the eight years in Athens gave me courage and tenacity,the more fun they had at my expense in Athens ,at the Conservatory,the more determined I became,to become the greatest to show them,to get even.Anger,hatred drove me, possession set me apart and above,I sensed I was different,had something the others didn't,the demon of music,and other demons.
Our century has four geniuses in the field of arts,Balanchine,Callas,
--- They create,you interprete!
--- They create,you interprete!
--- Nothing is further from the truth,when I sing I create,listen with your mind,ears and soul,an aria is a canvas where I paint with sounds and colours, the colours of my voice,create a musical landscape,you see love and despair, music,drama,an aria is a moment in the life of a woman living,loving suffering.I create,my Norma,Lucia ,Medea are different from everyone's,I create, they sing, most of them don't know what they are singing,to sing, to really sing you have to be fluent in the language,and put your voice,mind,spirit and soul into your creation. My rivals,and I don't have any,they are parrots, have no idea of what they are singing..Fifty ,one hundred years from today people will listen to my Traviatas and see the courtisane living and loving ,and dying on stage.
" Musicality is the capability to make people see the music",I have that and much more.
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