Conservatorio Statale di Musica "G. Verdi"

via Mazzini, 11  10123 Torino

Docente di Musicologia sistematica (CODM/03),

responsabile del dipartimento di Teoria, Analisi e Musicologia (DiTAM),

membro del cda,

coordinatore del corso di diploma accademico di primo livello in composizione ad indirizzo scienze storiche, critiche e analitiche della musica,

coordinatore progetto lifelong learning,

membro comitato scientifico galleria degli strumenti,

membro commissioni valutazione pubblicazioni,

referente CONVENZIONE conservatorio/dams, unito

Universita’ degli Studi di Urbino,

via Saffi, 2    61029 Urbino (PU)

Visiting lecturer dellaWinter School "The Italian Renaissance: Art, Literature and Political Thought”

Già professore incaricato di Storia della Musica (2009-2015),

Membro del Lab for the Culture of the Artificial (LCA)






Casa della Fontana,

frazione Gameragna 112,

17044 Stella(SV)




tel. Conservatorio:

 +39 011 888470/8178458

fax Conservatorio:

+39 011 885165


+39 3494488416







Stefano A. E. Leoni,   musicologo

Those are my principles, and if you don't like them...

well, I have others 

(Groucho Marx)

"I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a murderer. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with Special Forces. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to inoculate the children. We left the camp after we had inoculated the children for Polio, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained cadres. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to kill without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us."