So this is how music is abandoned.
As the end of childhood: it is impossible to say when I played with my playmobil last.
The last time I went through a period of time without musical activity, which would not have a class to give or receive, an essay, a concert, a project underway, a commission, a written text was eighteen years ago.
Since summer classes are over on the scale, I formalized my leaving the group that took months to surrender to himself, there was no music because the last concert Nomhadas were anything but that, plus I have the study removed: With the mind set to leave Barcelona, \u200b\u200bI have dedicated myself to be normal people, ie to work eight hours or more on something that interests me and I really do not care with the sole motivation to make ends meet. On weekends as a package, PLC television.
The next step is to buy a dog and pretend that I like golf. Overcoming musical instinct by becoming rock critic, those with T-shirts ingenious and clever styling. The downside is that it should learn how to put adjectives Buzzwords, skills necessary for the supreme art of saying nothing and looking very interesting. Or maybe
me one of those cliques scalding unwary managers are left with such disregard of sending them from time to time on stage seven hundred miles from home. But I do not like cocaine, it makes me paranoid and I would by swindle.
I see. The edge of the precipice. Media
back.
