"My village is lost somewhere between Beograd and Baghdad. At times, it stays still for a few hours - or a few centuries, but then always ends up moving elsewhere. Our mayor is a tuba bass player and our priest a chicken thief imam. In our village lives a crazy singer. His name is Tony Hanna. Tony was born and raised in a small village in the Lebanese mountains where people still ride donkeys and horses, raise goats and chicken.