You can go to Spain, and Cubans are looked down upon. It's strange how people chop up where you're from.

My mother would take me to jazz concerts in the park and everybody was smoked out. She gave me the intro and then she forced me to play an instrument to keep me out of trouble.

My mother's Cubana/Irish and my dad's Catalan. And that blows my mind.

As far as ethnicity, you grow up being sensitive to things around you and then become more proactive about it.

You can go to Spain, and Cubans are looked down upon. It's strange how people chop up where you're from.

It's just weird that indie rock heads and so on are connecting to my music.

Just moving one keyboard or synth is a pain in the ass.