Many times I remember how my mother passed on to me that passion and love for music. At home, I grew up listening to Leonard Cohen, Michael Jackson, David Bowie, Pink Floyd, Eric Clapton, Queen, and an amazing list. What powerful musical influences for a kid, right? I still have that old record player with dozens of vinyls ❤️
She made huge efforts guiding me in those first steps of my musical career. Hell, she made huge efforts raising my brother and me, alone, and despite so many difficulties, she always had space to nurture that creative and emotional part. And there was always space for music 🎵
When I was 6, she took me to the conservatory to learn piano, but I wasn’t ready to face the world, that unknown. I was too sensitive and didn’t want to expose myself. I struggled a lot. In the end, I didn’t study music formally, but I always felt it in my own way. I grew up glued to the piano, playing songs from Final Fantasy, Zelda, or Beethoven, playing and improvising songs that came to me at the moment 🎹. I remember feeling very shy playing with others and I always avoided it. It was my secret, unbreakable world.
Music has always been my life. The times in my life when I wasn’t emotionally well coincided with times when there was no music. And I can’t live without music. During those times, I literally shut down.
I think it’s important not to forget where we come from. Where our strengths and weaknesses come from. To understand our own essence and accept it. Let’s value the path we’ve traveled, the barriers overcome, and with all that, strongly focus on where we want to go ❤️
PS: Photos with @entrenacondani and @pacoredondo1982. Beautiful memories! ☺️