I am writing only now, at the airport lounge waiting to go to Santiago and then Valdivia for the final concert tomorrow night, Valentine's Day. The concert here Friday night was great. Somehow, even though I had not slept well since Monday due to nocturnal Mardi Gras festivities and 7:00 AM construction starts outside my window at the Plaza Fuerte, I had amazing energy. I was joined by a Uruguayan cellist, Lucreta Balsaldua, who nailed Sargasso Sea with precision and passion. I am totally inspired to write more music for her. And Viviana Guzman was on fire...I think we played together our best ever. I wish we had recorded some of this, but, alas, I never remember to do that and it all goes into the ether.
Juan Carlos, my probably most avid fan on this earth, produced the concert with great heart if not with great experience. It is so difficult to mastermind a concert, not just the technical production, but all the necessary promotion. We did the rounds of radio stations and I saw my picture in the paper every day, sometimes with lengthy articles that I have not read yet. I am always shy about reading anything written about me because when there are inaccuracies, it is just too late to do anything about it and I would rather just trust.
We are boarding now. Back to Chile. But in many ways I have left my heart in Montevideo.