The July 7 event promises to be a crossover short-circuit of today with the past. from one side stands observing Mozart, on the other is a percussionist such as Michele Rabbia who acts in that middle ground of the avant-garde where jazz meets contemporary abstraction and experimental electronics. He is one who makes silence sound, who inhabits it, always taking into account the space in which the performance takes place. His paraphernalia consists of more than just from percussion sets. The real-time use of software is an integral part of it, serving him to process and extend the acoustic sound. And to drive everything, the gesture. To the point that Rabbia stated, "For me, gesture is the basis of my being a performer. Sound is formed through gesture, and bodily gestures merge with the sound language giving birth to a unicum." Also, "What interests me from always is to work on sound matter, to try to forge and sculpt it. So I start not so much from an idea of a drum or percussion gesture, but I really try to make sounds cohabit." Which also happens by means of electronics. "Although I am a lover of physical touch on skin and metals, I have been seduced by electronics and try to make the two worlds coexist. Without precluding anything of one or the other. As if from my acoustic sound I can enter or move into another zone, another area which is that of processed, synthetic, digital sound." We will hear, then, how a musician so interested to in contaminating himself with different artists and genres (he has also worked on Giacinto Scelsi's visionary scores and, in the field of dance, with Virgilio Sieni) knows how to connect with the wind instruments of the Orchestra from Camera di Perugia. Who, for their part, dwell on Mozart: on a selection of movements from the Serenade K. 375, in which the inclination to laughing entertainment typical of this musical genre is sometimes eclipsed behind pre-Romantic penumbras, and on transcriptions of pages from Così fan tutte, the last masterpiece of the comic triad on a libretto by Lorenzo from Ponte: an affair that, evidence in hand, disavows those who believe in eternal love.

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