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The guitar that Oscar Trezzini built for me has a potent and crystal sound and its box is unbelievably sensitive to all the harmonics of the surroundings, answering to all the voices and multiple sounds. Singing.
I dreamed with my guitar and its wood before knowing that Oscar had started its construction with non traditional materials for its back and sides. He was working with the woods of my dream. For this reason too, my guitar is unique and personal, and it binds me to its creator with joy and love.
I had an early start with the deep and unknown emotions that music produces within me, and I used to fall asleep listening to the pile of vinil LP I had prepared so that they would fall, one by one, telling me neverending stories.
One day I found myself playing and singing other stories and this path does not seem to find an end. At present I am entering into more spontaneous and collective music as a means of communication and a bridge to the unknown. I think that sound is an enormous door to knowing each other that opens the spirit towards new relationships. However, I keep on composing songs every now and then, when I feel something personal that wants to be cried out and remain outspoken. When that happens, I believe my songs belong to the folklore style, the music of the people I proudly belong to.