The band started, like most bands, because some people that knew each other wanted to spend more time together doing what they like to do the most: eating nice food. And what's better to digest than a nice cup of coffee?
Music came at about the same time. For it was hard for her to conceal even this tiny bass of hers, and he wouldn't stop playing the guitar. They, who hosted the dinner, had no choice but to grab their clarinet and mandolin and join the feast. She, who arrived later - but since then is always on time, added her violin to the party.
The dog? well, it seemed to enjoy it.
Like most bands, they needed a name that would reflect the very nature of their music: they considered many options, argued gently, but quite a bit on the matter. Then, unable to settle, they resolved to let the fortune decide for them.
In a rather deep hat, purchased in a magic shop, they put all the possible names they could think of. Then the youngest maid, blindfolded, picked the one that would become the band's name.
No one remembered having put this one in the hat. But there it was, chosen by destiny, and from now on they would call themself Paradicso.
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Isn't that good story telling? Nice open ending. well, guess what, there's a sequel : the son of Paradicso, the long awaited album Diasporama!
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