¿Reza?
All the time. I remember my mother and my grandmother.
what did they do?
Arms raised above their heads, they murmured litanies.
Galicians.
They were committed to something. Not everything has a rational explanation.
Do you have it that you sing?
I started one day, when I was six years old, and I said to myself: “I want to sing”. It was written!
Now sing Windows of my soul.
Sweet Songs: I sing my weaknesses.
And how has it been?
Very satisfied. My best record.
Y of...
Seventeen since I started, in 1982.
"Hi, how are you," he sings in one song.
This is how I greeted almost three thousand people, one by one, during home confinement during the pandemic.
Oh yeah? Which people?
I had to confine myself to an apartment in Malaga, with two changes of clothes and a telephone. I offered to call whoever wanted it.
Just like that?
Without selling anything, without more: just to talk. Here my rare voice helped me.
His peculiar voice.
My recognizable tone of voice got the listener excited, so it came in handy. I did it sixty days, every afternoon.
What did he learn?
What did I not learn! Women, men, young, old, so many stories... The widow, the lonely...
Are you lonely?
There are those who need noise nearby so as not to despair. Not me, I work alone: there I analyze myself, I discover myself...
But we always need the other.
I have a short family and friendship is very important to me: I quickly recognize a friend. And there I turn.
From a short family?
I'm an only child. I grew up lonely.
"The streets in which I grew up", sings...
Cobbled streets with rain shine, and a child's kite, and wine...
Wine?
A child in Asturias never skimped on his culín of cider or wine.
"My skin is a map," she sings.
I have this scar, this scar, this scar...
The left breast has been pointed out.
They removed a piece of my breast, due to a tumor.
What would you say to a reader about this?
Get a mammogram every year, no matter how old you are. And if you get treatment, go ahead! All without weighing you down.
It has a cure, happily.
Today it does, thanks to medical advances, which are wonderful.
“How many more tests do I have to pass?” she sings.
Because we are continually examined: especially those of us who expose ourselves to a wide public.
I should have learned by now that not everyone can be liked...
I already know and I'm glad that those who I don't like anything either don't like anything.
What compliment has reached your soul?
“You sing with your pussy!”, they told me.
Because he likes?
Because I feel it's true. I sing from within, from the bowels, the viscera.
And if it was a man?
A masculine simile would not serve as a compliment because the penis and testicles are not inside, they are outside.
He has been singing for 41 years...
And now I'm enjoying it more than ever.
Yeah?
I am more aware of all the details, I savor more, I feel like living everything, all the experiences of going on tour...
Included in this album is a pink vinyl.
It represents the innocence that I do not want to lose, the girl that I carry inside and I want to recover, who is still here.
How is that girl?
confident. And she doesn't want to stop being, no matter what.
What do you want more?
Maintain my enthusiasm for life, take advantage of every moment without the anguish of being here wanting to be elsewhere.
What side?
I do not complain of heat if it is summer; I do not complain of cold if it is winter. In summer I don't want winter and in winter I don't want summer.
Very clear!
I'm not complaining, come on.
"I know of a perfect place," he sings. Which?
The terrace of that apartment facing the blue sea of Malaga.
What is happiness, Light?
Happiness is giving something that reaches another, something like a song.
