A few years ago, I decided to write a letter to my younger self, the child I was. I explained the difficulties he would face, encouraged him, gave advice… as if I actually had something to teach. Then, one day, with a very vivid image in my mind that I will remember for life, I saw him looking at me, dressed in his brown cardigan. He wasn’t smiling, he wasn’t sad, he wasn’t judging. He was just looking at me. Suddenly, I saw my own stupidity reflected in his eyes, my pretentiousness, the sheer

Last week I came across a brilliant line in one of the major social networks*. Sometimes, when one of these messages resonates with me and I see so many people sharing, circling a common place in this search that is not a search, it feels that it is not an individual quest, but that it is all of us, together, searching collectively or expressing it collectively. It feels that our individuality is just a construct. It feels as though each of us is contributing a little piece to the puzzle and tha

I feel I sometimes don’t write because I lack enough words, because my vocabulary is so short, so restricted. If I had more words in my medieval chest, what else would I say with them? Would I be able to describe the beauty that I see, that I hear, that I smell? Would I be able to describe the emotions elicited by these stimuli? How may words does one need? If I were a painter, would I complain because I lacked enough colours? Words delimit concepts. They anchor them so that they cannot move wi

Back in Easter I attended a conference in which the speaker cited some quotes from books his father had wrote. The ideas resonated with me, so I looked for the books. After a few days, I realised they were nowhere to be found. All that effort, those ideas, those thoughts… erased by a soft wave of time. Just one generation and they were gone… Except that they were present on that day, in that conference. So many books have disappeared. And not just in the big fire of Alexandria, but everyday in

Fusion Audio Track

Versión traducida del tema de Don Henley "Dirty Lundry"

Pieza creada en FL Studio finalizada el 8 de septiembre 2023. Hecha en 90 bpm con un tema motivacional de fitness.

Music by zero-project. Lyrics by Athanasios Lafazanidis. Vocals by Konstantina Tsirimona.

Cancion house con ritmos e instrumentos orientales en 125 bpm creados por Gheorghita Lupu en el programa FL Studio 20. Duracion 3m11s. Nombre Arabic Soul

"Respect" es una crítica al racismo y a la xenofobia. Canción surgida a partir de un caso real de abuso, en que se plantea el valor de las identidades y las diferencias culturales frente a los abusos a lo desconocido.