I wanted sound made visible — those acoustic mirrors are perfect cinema, these massive curved dishes that actually existed to carry voices across water. Pair that with the launeddas, Sardinia's ancient triple pipes, and Circassian silver filigree that looks like frozen sound waves, and you get a festival about resonance. The hillside amphitheater gives me natural depth — terraces of activity stepping down to the sea. She's not performing the festival; she's the one who understands why the mirrors matter. That knowing smile says she's been coming here since childhood. — Volt