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MUSIC has always been inside of me, the weird thing is that I really hate to dance... I don’t know... is just for everybody else, not for me... I remember my mother buying me little things called minipianos… ha! Their size was about 2x4 inches, they even got small tablatures… everything mini… Well that is as far as I can remember. Then I started to take piano classes with a friend and a cousin, but the truth is that I got really bored because I didn’t like to follow “spots”, so I decided to clean my ears and play the way I really wanted... Of course I regret I quit those classes because it would be better having papers with notes instead of trusting my memory for the sounds. But I really like of having this… hmmm… thing that makes me get quickly the notes and music.

Same thing happened with guitar lessons. This friend that took piano classes with me also played guitar, so I started to observe him and learning like that, and I found an old guitar inside my house… ha! I’m not really sure who was the owner, my dad? My grand dad? Well, now it’s mine ; ) My friend taught me the basic notes there, I don’t remember how old I was, but I was on secondary school, I guess. When I was on prep school at the UVM, there were artistic areas that we had to choose as signatures. Most of my classmates were rockers, so they chose music. I was in theater. We never finished any play, but I had fun directing my partners : )

I got to know pretty well some of these rocker-classmates, and they taught me a few songs. One of them was a good friend of mine: CRHYSTIAN VENTURA, I haven’t seen him since then!! FABIAN RAMÍREZ, who taught me the secrets of the lead guitar, but we never actually finished the songs I wanted, like Nothing else matters, or Tears in heaven. Another guys were EDGAR BENITEZ, always in black and with long hair, also HELI VAZQUEZ and GUNTHER ZAMORA... all this happened in 95.

And here they are CHRYSTIAN, with my guitar and GUNTHER : )

Years passed by and there I was, in the loneliness of my room with my guitar... influenced by the rockgirlzzz, you know, specially Alanis, but what I just did was practice and practice…

Then I met the KILLER in 99 I guess... he impressed me because he really rocked the drums. Eventought there weren’t many times we got together to play, this drum thing has something really special for both of us... he got it for several years, when he was a real drummer, with long hair and stuff ; ) and then the drums came to in 2001, when they were my little brother birthday’s present. So, you wanna know this KILLER?

Here he is. This is a pic from October 2000

and this one a year later, when the drums were mine and he was getting used to the guitar, hahaha

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