was almost 30 years ago at the corner of a November night a fellow I spend a cassette without a name and cracked, covered with duct tape, to isolate it from the guard, police and avoid these will disappear as a subversive or subversive music, sound in its stupidity, it meant the same thing. In that tape
were: Hopefully, I give you a song, who deserve love, Tail Cloud, etc. Songs that break the mold of commercial, as propaganda, how easy, songs that became the pins that would let me pinned to your art canvas.
After hundreds of songs on cassettes, LP's, CD's, MP3's, to materialize today I slipped one of my wishes, which was to hear live.
I want to thank Silvio for the concert tonight. Wait almost 6 decades to see and live, living or reliving my life. Each song was a station where this train have not won, they stopped to drink love and anger, but more love, more.
the concert began giving flight "La Gaviota" but not only was the gull to fly, if not thousands of unicorns that all these we had tied to our memories and then let them fly.
was impossible for the 2 ½-hour drive the concert were to play everything, but you did a good job with the show, because it covers all periods of your music, timeless music.
Near the end, when the doors were closed for the first time and people kept shouting, or drink the tears. The guitar came out and tame the crowd, I suddenly saw my unicorn flying, Comrade Neto, who I lost twenty years ago, telling me cry by the poet, the poet cries and the two shouted "Long live ROQUE" and other voices joined our cry and your the song you gave us your Unicorn, the song of our poet Roque Dalton and the other thousands Unicorns accompanied you on this wonderful evening.
Silvio Thanks again and this fabulous group that accompanies you, especially your partner with his flute Niurka that made me feel like the mouse in the story!!
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