Pull up a chair, light up a cigarrette and make some coffee, because this is a semi-autobiographical story about music and my life.How did it got down to this?Well, It's very simple if we start from the beginning.I was born 1983 when the american glam rock scene was ruling the media, I was just a very little lad when my dad used to put all sorts of records in the house, with no particular order whatsoever...
It could go from 'Quiet Riot' (my dad and I accidentally broke a tv while playing and listening to 'cum on feel the noise' when I was a little less than a year old, wich was not really that good because we didn't had much money back then) to 'The Righteous brothers' From 'Los soberanos' (my granpa's trio) to 'The doors' and from 'Bob Marley' to 'The Beatles'...I had a very full musical experience growing up, and some sort of musical talent from my very early days... my mom says that as soon as I learned how to speak I could name the song it was playing on the radio with only hearing no more than two chords after it started.My aunt was really the one who introduced me to 'The Beatles' at the early age of 6 I was completely obsessed with John Lennon and the Imagine album, even when I couldn't really understand what he was saying because I was born speaking spanish, I always tought it was completely beautiful to listen at those tunes and got very curious of how with me only hearing a melody could reach so many emotions.From there I went more into classical music, Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, I Was 8 and didn't understanded how my friends (even my brother) couldn't possibly like such beautiful pieces.Meanwhile my brother being 2 years older was listening to other things, more in the pop culture reference, wich Iliked but never really got my attention.I was 10 or 9 when Metallica's 'Nothing else matters' reached my ears, I remember hearing some resemblence to the 'Moonlight sonata' and became interested in the band, after listening to 'The black album' I remember saying "Well, there is ONE song I do like"... It was kinda funny because after that I watched in MTV the 'ONE' video and got so scared and sad that I loved it! I tought to myself "Hmmm... maybe this band isn't that bad after all!"It was around this time that I asked my mom for piano lessons, but for some reason I didn't felt like I was making any progress I always tought I could do more and play more difficult songs, but my Piano teacher would always told me "NO!... we are learning this one and YOU ARE NOT READY, when the time comes we will learn that one -But I Can play it look! - I said no! -but when then? -In a very long time..." After 3 months I quitted...Nirvana was at the peak, and for me it was great fun music (even tough I knew some english by then I couldn't possibly make out what Kurt was saying...but then again, I'm not sure that anybody else could...) For some reason I used to hear a lot of Nirvana, on the radio and in mtv, my aunt and my mom used to be shocked by the 'Heartshaped box' video but I just loved that crow....'Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint!'...hehehe...I remember me and my family were having breakfast when the news said that Kurt Cobain died, apparently from a shot in the head and that it had been a suicide... I don't remember if I cried, but I remember feeling very sorry for him... sure he was always a very sad person from my point of view, but killing himself? it was quite a shock...After Nirvana and Metallica I got into a lot of other bands of the time, Pantera, Garbage, Nine Inch Nails, Depeche mode, Green day, even the Foo fighters! (remember that Big me video? hahaha) and since I grew up an excluded teenager music became my shelter.I first grabbed a guitar when I was 14 and because of my experience with the piano teacher I decided to teach myself, of course I didn't had any idea of what the hell I was doing, so it was a very sporadic thing... until I realised that the girls liked it...My dad also used to play guitar (in fact he still does) and since my brother would not explain me how to read a tab (in the beginning, after that he tried to teach me one or two songs but he never had the patience as a teenager, altough he now claims he tought me how to play) my dad did and from there on I was in easyville, I started trying to play all my favorite tunes with my brother's old Fender squier (white of course) and with my dad's Spanish guitar, Life was sweet!My Brother lost his guitar in a bad gig so I was limited to only play my dad's acoustic guitar for a little more than one year, until my mom got me my first electric guitar (wich is my current, favorite and only one today) with the promise that I wouldn't get it out of the house...of course that I was already forming what would later become 'Karma' with some of my classmates, wich is how I befriended Carlos (who didn't liked me at first) in the beginning I'd beg him to get in the band and play bass for a while... he is still in Karma today and he is my bestest friend of all! :)I never quite learned how to sing (wich probably you already figured out), but I was the first 'singer' in Karma, I just love to sing, but I'm not very good at it....I wrote my first full song when I was 16 'Hecho en el cielo' not THAT different from when I first wrote it we still play it and it will be on Karma's first album.I think most of you already know how Karma was born and how it went from there, if you don't go visit our profile in myspace http://myspace.com/karmarocksP.S. Eventualmente traducire esto a español, pero por ahora ya me canse de teclear
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