After a couple years of begging, at the age of 12 I got my first guitar. It looked like Jose Feliciano's. Nylon Strings. My fingers were (and still are) too small or so it feels but in my head I played like this:
Jose Feliciano also wrote this incredible song called "Sin Luz." My abuela loved that song, would almost start crying every time she heard it. She always said her worst fear was going blind. I often try to think if that's my worst fear. Shouldn't it be if I'm a photographer? I don't think it is though and that's always made me feel like I'm a little less of a photographer. Sometimes I think I would have a harder time going deaf than blind. Music has always been my first love and I really can't imagine life without it.
I think about my abuela all the time telling me about her fear of going blind. Her passionately singing along with the song, tapping my knee with her lil vienna sausage fingers, squeezing my leg on the intense parts, and always, always I tell you, with her eyes closed.
Yo nunca pude ver, ni siquiera al nacer, un pedacito de cielo
no sé cómo es el sol, ni del campo el verdor, la luna, los luceros.
La vida deja en mí el amargo sabor de no haberla vivido
la noche que me envuelve me asfixia más y más y me siento perdido.
El mundo y su maldad, me quieren destrozar y robarme la calma
pero por más que intenten no pueden ya romper la inmensa paz de mi alma
más yo sé que al final de esta senda fatal siempre tendré el consuelo
y allá en la eternidad al fin podré mirar mi pedacito de cielo.
El mundo y su maldad, me quieren destrozar y robarme la calma
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykAuOqugw94
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