Key Genius

“She presses play and Andrea listens to the song. A guitar starts playing, then another and then drums; it’s an unusual sound; it seems like rock music but is strange, somewhat gothic and punk. It’s a melodic song, though, and his foot taps the beat without him realizing. A man’s voice, full of sadness, sings the first words:   "When routine bites hard And ambitions are low And resentment rides high But emotions won’t grow And we're changing our ways Taking different roads..."   Andrea knows it! He hears the song arrive from his distant past with a suitcase full of memories. He sees himself as a child, sitting in the living room, his little legs dangling from a chair. His father has just received a new CD from abroad and couldn’t wait to receive it so Gina the caretaker has sent it on to him in Clusone. He’s really excited and tells mom all about it. She’s happy too. Barbara has pigtails and is eating a piece of focaccia with olives, sticking her fingers inside to take them out one by one. She’s tiny, five years old or maybe younger. Andrea sees the CD on the table and wonders what is so special about it. There's a very pale guy on the front, with dark hair and a strange fringe. His mouth is right up to the microphone and everything else is black. It’s written in a language that he can’t read, though he knows that it’s English. His parents are so happy that he decides to take it and have a listen. He snatches the disc and CD player and runs off. He runs very fast...   "Then love, love will tear us apart again" sings Ian Curtis, the voice of Joy Division, his parents’ favorite band. It’s a compilation that came out in 2000, containing a special song, "Love will tear us apart again." Andrea runs to a little girl that he loves very much. He has fun all day long with her in the mountains. He runs to his inseparable friend, his dear... "Susy!" he exclaims, eyes open wide. She smiles and nods. He”
― Key Genius, Heart of flesh

“Ian is in the courtyard and is holding Poto. He has a light colored sweatshirt, jacket and sand colored, knee-length pants. "Huh?" exclaims Andrea, walking quickly to open the door for him. "Hello," says Ian. "This is Poto, right?" Andrea doesn’t understand two things. Firstly, what is Ian doing there in his courtyard? Secondly, what is Ian doing there in his courtyard holding his cat? "Yes," he replies, puzzled. "But…" Ian rubs his face with Poto as if he were a cotton ball. "He was in the street." Andrea gasps. "What? How?" He reaches out his arms to take him, but Ian recoils, takes a step back and shakes his head. "He's my cat," says Andrea, somewhat childishly. "Before carting him about like that, shouldn’t you at least ask my permission?" he jokes. "I rescued him from the road." Ian gives him an odd look. "Doesn’t that give me some sort of right?" He raises an eyebrow. "Well, I guess so, yes." Andrea wrinkles his nose. "Thank you, Ian," he smiles.”
― Key Genius, Heart of flesh