Tito Premiere, Mexico, Father...

This week was crazy, we had the final rehearsals of Tito, I had a small interview about the role and our production as well. Finally Tito premiere happened, last night (Saturday 28th January 2023), it was a successfull evening, all the colleagues and singers on stage did really well. I was very focus and nervous at the same time and I am glad in the end all worked out. Of course, I will keep developing this role. During every rehearsal things change and of course on every performance things keep changing. There were some parts were I felt more comfortable in rehearsals than on the premiere and also the other way around, there were parts that during the premiere were better than in rehearsals. Always be able to accept that things turn out slightly different every time you do anything really. And it is no wonder that the same applies to singing and performing on stage. I am very happy that my singer colleagues were also happy with their performance. It is not an easy opera and we all did our best. I am glad I had this oportunity and to sing again Mozart. Now I have sang from Mozart, Ferrando, Tamino, Belmonte and Tito and I hope the list grows. Akiho sang Servilia and she did it great, I am glad she is in this production and singing great.

I continue looking at photos, and this week I managed to go through lots of photos from Japan again from our last summer trip, as well, as many photos from Mexico that I took on a trip back in 2018. On that summer of 2018 when I was in Mexico I took a few days trip with my father, we travelled to Guanajuato, San Miguel de Allende, Queretaro, Penia de Bernal. I rented a car and we drove to those places from Mexico City. It was a whole adventure, I love spending time with my father. He is a very interesting man, full of stories he has gathered through all his life and I am happy to ask and specially to listen all those stories. He has some incredible ones, and he has also some very painful ones, I guess like all of us, but to me his stories are special. We do not share blood cause he is in reality my stepfather but I do not care about blood, I care about family, and he is my family. The moment he came to my life when I was around 8 years old, we struggled to find the right dynamic of father and son, but since day one I loved him. Our love just grew through many fights, and disagreements. I consider him more important as if we shared blood. I don't have the words to describe the way I feel about him, they would not be enough, or well, I guess, I could apply here some kind of minimalism, I say then that I just love him in the most purest way possible. We are so different but both are patient enough to understand each other, we may no agree but we always find a way to see beyond our differences. I used to ask myself how our conneciton is so strong. I must say I am also grateful to my mother who let him in our lifes, and with time she has learned and allowed the relationship I have with my father to grow, she understands and supports how much he means to me. They are separated but stay in touch with each other. He is one of the biggest blessings in my life, and although I am so far away from him I think of him everyday, he is just tattoed on my heart.

I hope you are well and see you here next week. Take care.