Nerves take over me before going on stage.
The adrenaline wraps all my limbs.
My pressure accelerates.
The public fades, we are ourselves and the movement.
We are connected.
We draw the music in each melody.
Freedom is our procreator.
Being artists because we feel that way.
Closing is approaching with expanded pores.
Finally the applause gives us back our breathing.
(fotografía de Joan Quintero con su consentimiento para utilizarla).
