Living Villa Cappelli
About This Show
Direct from Italy! Follow the adventures of two Americans living and running a villa in Puglia, Italy, and learn all about Italian the culture, people, food and fun. Every week, we’ll share our lives with you and what life in Italy is really like especially for two Americans. From Italian recipes to travel in Italy to interviews with others who share the same Italian spirit, we’ll cover it all. So come along for the ride and discover that life is better when you put a little Italian into it.
Most Recent Episode
051: The Olives and the Grapes, an interview with Kenny White
Kenny White — the pianist, singer/songwriter, producer and arranger — has been in the NYC recording scene for decades. And lucky for us, he recently blessed us with a concert at Villa Cappelli. So we took the time to sit down and get his thoughts on the current music scene, his creative process, and even play a few songs. Topics we cover: • How Paul and Kenny met in the advertising business • The Coke commercial that Paul and Kenny worked on: • How Paul wanted a 60 piece orchestra for the spot and Kenny then had to write a piece for 60 pieces which he had never done before • How Kenny had to stay up to write the song and miss his wife’s birthday • A film had never been filmed at Rockefeller Center before • Getting through the bureaucracy is by schmoozing people • How people are buying vinyl again • Kenny is doing a tour of his latest album Long List of Priors • The countries he's toured, including Belgium, Holland, Germany, Sweden, Denmark, England and Italy • The title comes from the song “A Road Less Traveled” • The song, “The Other Shore” • Kenny’s song he wrote when leaving Italy, “The Olive and The Grapes” Lyrics below: The sun made good time today, broke the long night’s tension It skied along the cloud tops, ’til it lit the starboard engine Doesn’t matter how the coin lands, heads or tails, With paradise dissolving into the vapor trails Up here, you’d think we’d be much closer to the spot where heaven waits No that’s down there, somewhere among the olives and the grapes Lost under fedoras, dead smokes and worn out skin The men stand at the bar and nod to every person hat walks in Already on their 4th cup, the fraternity is clear As they laugh at the same jokes they’ve told for 40 years I’m leaving with a missing part, the story’s incomplete So I’ll make up an ending with fewer bruises and scrape