about “moi”…

…for me one of the hardest things about being an artist is probably having to write about myself….. then describing what kinda music i make… and who are my influences…. GRRrrr…. ha ha. but i will try my best to explain all these things and more…. writing
bios is way harder than writing a song, mainly cause songs are snippets of reality mixed with fantasy…..

ok, let’s see…. i was born in barcelona (spain) but grew up (a whopping 5’ 3” !!) in the east coast of a huge, green, beautiful, freezing cold, safe and sometimes ultra boring country called canada. both my parents were, and still are (!) from barcelona (spain) so eventually they started to miss their culture and native ways (not flamenco, please!) and most likely the weather, and so that’s when we moved… and i had a huge cultural shock in the process which scarred me for life! a pretty scar though…..

i ended up living in barcelona just long enough to sorta learn spanish and sorta learn the local language: catalan. when i was in my late teens i moved to london where i learnt to sell tacky pvc handbags for a living, play guitar in local bands and survive under the never ending grey skies… made some great friends that deeply influenced me musically and soon after that i started writing my own material. that’s when i discovered i needed writing songs in order to survive inside my manic ultra imaginative sometimes crazy head… and to give my wacky inner world some kinda meaning… at least a meaning that meant something to me…. and i have never stopped since then… touch wood.

i studied english literature and history at university, something my mum likes me to always mention in my bios! so, there. wasn’t a great student i must add… too rebellious!

my parents were and still are very involved in the art world, plus there are other manic ultra imaginative sometimes crazy heads in my family (writers, painters, sculptors and the likes)… so becoming an artist wasn’t a huge conflict for me. i received a lot of support from day one… but I must mention my parents were never exactly music lovers! so that was frustrating at times! ha ha…

ok, that was about my life…. now about my music and what inspires me…..

i am truly obsessed with the passing of time and so logically that’s an ongoing subject in my work…. for the longest time i felt embarrassed to write about love… coming from an artistic family i felt some pressure to be more philosophical and less emotional when writing my lyrics… but love came and love tore me to pieces, naturally… and more than once, naturally…. so soon that changed, naturally…

suddenly needing my music as a form of therapy to overcome the many broken hearts i started giving birth to many songs i never planned to show my family… but they heard them anyway! and to my surprise, loved them anyway!

other songs are inspired by daily life events and things that for one reason or other have shocked me…. things i wished i had done or had said instead of hiding like a coward or running away like a rabbit…. things I have witnessed… things i have built… things i have broken.

the one thing all the songs have in common is that i have felt every single one of them in my stomach… they have all moved me while i was giving birth to them, some to tears, others just goose bumps…. and their melodies became obsessive… spinning round and round in circles in my head at all times… awake or asleep. in fact, i have finished songs in my dreams!

one thing i am proud of: i never wrote anything i didn’t feel for the sake of writing… i have always tried to be honest with myself and as free as possible when writing…
i hope i have succeeded! time will tell…. oh noooooo, not time again!

and yes. i know. I’m aware of it…. i’m trying to avoid the subject: what does my music sound like…. grrrr….. ha ha