BUFA!

by Manu Sabaté

I inhale, bring it to my mouth, line my lips and wrap it. I leave my mind blank and as I listen to what is happening around me, I blow while looking for that note that merges in perfect harmony with the other four members of the group, looking for the moment when I become part of the whole and everything makes sense to what I am doing.

I am in love with traditional music, he has always accompanied me and I think he will always do it but I still needed to get out of it, discover myself as a creator and try to do something different, not to remember anything and at the same time make you think of everything, from here but also from there, endowed with a more important artistic dimension than its “patrimonial” aspect, from a deep and transgressive respect at the same time and, above all, that would not leave anyone indifferent. .

There are already three. All (all), kind (type) i out (out) of the trad or of tradition; each different and each one an x-ray of myself. Fear not: open your heart and ears and enjoy it without prejudice.