I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singing, melting all the colors, expressing reds and blacks that had to be less primary but bursting with subtly colored combinations.
The high note is not the only thing.
I was married at 16, a father at 17 and divorced at 18.
To stay at my best, I have to stop talking during the preceding day.
My strength is my enthusiasm.
I attended less than two years of Conservatory in Mexico City.