I was married at 16, a father at 17 and divorced at 18.

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.

My strength is my enthusiasm.

The press regularly proclaims my ambitions and my financial demands.

Singing becomes a form of therapy.

I attended less than two years of Conservatory in Mexico City.

I hope I have given back half the joy music has given me.