So, there we was. Petrified to death. All this British people in the packed Hanna's bar waiting for our turn to play onstage. Any of our course were there. Just a friend of mine. Everyone was singing covers and I was going to sing my own songs in Spanish, that no more than 20 people knows. And the music suicidal: a John Lennon's cover.
But I did. Mariana the lead guitar. I'm with the other and the voice. They didn't throw us a bottle, we weren't booed. Just polite claps and some cheers up from a couple of guys screaming "I want you!" or "they´re brilliant". I want to believe that last one phrase. Even if it isn't true.Photos: Hilda
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Piola!... que tocas??, tienes myspace o algo asi?
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