Wishes, projects, goals and ambitions come and go throughout our lives.
However, dreams prove to be stronger and persist as time goes by.
My dream ever since childhood: to sing tangos. To interpret them my
own way, from the very core of my being, with that unique feeling
that only tango is able to transmit.
My history with music seems to have been first transmitted through
blood. My father used to play the bandoneón in a local
orchestra and we used to listen to tangos together
I can recall
myself as a very little girl sitting on my fathers lap, listening.
My mother, with her piano tunes and her father with his virtuoso violin
and singing tenor at the choir of a theater so close to cultura as
the former Teatro Argentino de La Plata (nowadays, reconstructed
but with a totally different architectural desing) constituted the
first musical notes entering my ears.
The dream was already there
latent, never forgotten, only in
the shadows, waiting
every day apparently closer to remaining
but a dream. Till one day, with the support and determination of los
of people who really care about me, I made the first step to the concretion
of my longing.
Oscar Hernández -an excellent concert guitarist and
an even better human being- believed in me and the encouraging words
from long-established musicians and singers supported my decisión
to finally be on stage. Thus, I could experience the emotion applause
brings, a respectful silence and the ways in which the audiences looked
at my, showing they approved the artist in front of them.
My dream has come true.
In every show I try to transmit the emotions and feelings tango generates
in me. I do hope that whoever reads these lines may find in them encouragement
to pursue his/her own dreams.
The time is now: its good to give ourselves the opportunity
of enjoying that path we long to walk along.