BEING A DJ FOR 10 YEARS, I HAVE BEEN WITNESS OF SEVERAL HISTORIES IN DIFFERENT PLACES, SOME GLORY NIGHTS AND SOME THAT WERE NOT, SOME OTHERS TO FORGET, ALSO I WAS WITNESS OF THE DECAY OF SOMEONES AND EVOLUTION OF MANY OTHERS.
ONLY MEMORIES OF HUNDREDS OF SOUNDS ACCUMULATED IN MY MEMORY WERE BUILDING DAY TO DAY MY DESIRE TO FEEL, TO LIVE AND TO CREATE.
BRUTAL SOUNDS COMING OUT FROM THE FURROWS OF A BLACK PLATE, WHICH DID NOT STOPPING TURNING. MORALES, KNUKCLES, KENNY GONZALES, ERIC KUPPER, ANDRES MIJANGOS AND TODD TERRY ARE SOME HEROE SOLDIERS OF MY OWN REVOLUTION THAT HAVE CHANGED THE COURSE OF MY LIFE.
DAYS OF CONFUSSION REALIZING THAT NEITHER ALL TO BE, REALLY ARE NOR ALL WHOM ARE REALLY BE.
NOW IS THE PERFECT MOMENT, THE ECHOES OF THE MEXICAN COMBO CONTINUES SOUNDING, IN MY HARD DISK THE SOUNDS OF PASSED MEMMORIES ARE ONLY REFERENCES TO BUILD AND TO ACHIEVE PERFECTION IN MY OWN SOUND, NO MATTER THE PLACE, NO MATTER THE LABEL, NO MATTER THE TIME, AT THE END I KNOW IT WAS NOT ONLY A DREAM.
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