I was born on May 16, 1960 in Decano Bahí Street  # 13, 2 º 3 ª, Barcelona. Four o'clock in the morning I rushed directly from the womb of my mother on the floor of the dining room. Apparently there has been no major damage beyond a huge bumpy at the crown of the head. For years it was said in my family that my interest in poetry and contemporary music, and any gesture that I did outside the "normal", was maybe caused by that knock. Some are born under a lucky star, others are literally born crashed. Although my parents frequently went to classical music concerts I always managed to stay at home playing with my neighbor, with whom I was madly in love. At that time it was clear that what mattered most to me was love. But when I was nine years my mother, who understood that music was something special for me, forced me to go to my first live concert, tie compressed: Arthur Rubinstein playing Albeniz and Chopin at he most beautiful concert hall, the Palau de la Música Catalana in Barcelona. Even though I left the concert stubbornly holding his nose, all have understood from my eyes and my emotion that I had found my way. A few days later my mother took me to the first lessons in music theory and guitar. LOVE AND MUSIC since then have been the two pillars of my life, even though nowadays they are completely lost.


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