Cubans are frantic when it comes to appreciating music.
My secret? A desire to work, years of dedication and loving what you do; I can't live without music.
When it comes to musicians, I'm like the daddy of musicians here in Cuba.
I'll only stop singing when I'm in my grave.
I am a scholar of life. Every night before I go to sleep, I analyze every detail of what I did that day. I evaluate things and people, which helps me avoid mistakes.
Every time I talk about this, I say: when the singer is singing, he must be respected, you must be able to hear what he's saying. You can't put a trombone and a drum up there, and a microphone on the drum, microphones on everybody. You can't hear what he's saying.