There is a singer and song writer
who I really like and admire, Jorge Drexler: www.jorgedrexler.com/ (you might remember him for being the first Uruguayan ever to win an Academy Award. He won for composing the song "Al Otro Lado del Río" from The Motorcycle Diaries, first time a song not in English wins too.)

Anyway, I was at the airport, waiting for my plane in Madrid, and it was late. In front of me there was a group of 3 people, with guitars, playing some of Jorge Drexler's music. They're doing it very well. I was so, so tempted to go, sit down in the floor with them, and sing along. I just stopped myself because my mother was there, and I'm too shy.

Then, Jorge Drexler appeared. It seems those three guys were part of his band. I looked at him, so excited. I wanted to talk with him, but didn't want to look like one of those silly girls. I wanted to be all cool and that. So the conversation went like:

Me: Hi, you're Jorge Drexler, aren't you?
JD: Yes, I am.
Me: Cool. I love your music.
JD: Thanks.
Me: I have all your CDs. Well, no, not all of them. I haven't had time to buy the last one, sorry.
JD: No, it's ok. That's fine...
...
JD: So... this kid here is my son
Me: Really? Wow... (talking to his son) So he's your father? Cool!
...
...
Me: Well, I'm leaving now. Bye.
JD: Bye.

I think it would have been less embarrasing if I had just shouted his name and asked him to sign my t-shirt.

Ay...
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Tue 27 Jul 2010, 13:14, Reply)