But it was my uncle Abraham my mom’s cousin who was about the same age as myself the one who taught me how to play guitar when I was around thirteen.
He passed away only four years after that. By then, I was playing with the school band and in my own project.
I found myself playing and writing more than ever before, my guitar helped me during those difficult times.
Coming to the U.S. was a struggle as most new things are, but also a great adventure.
Because of my age, I could have continued my High School but we needed money so I started working in a warehouse and then as a union laborer as soon as I turned eighteen.
At the same time I was pursuing my music dream, I have meed this amazing guitar player with an extraordinary talent, he could play from flamenco to speed metal and with Luis Marquez, I did my first demos.
Not too long after we meet Ruben Chavez a drummer from Riverside that was into Spanish Rock and Heavy Metal.
I picked up the bass and we began to play at different locations around the IE, OC, and LA as Espuelas Negras.