It was three in the morning and it was three hours to get up, take a shower and go to school. It was another night over 16 years where nothing made sense and the days were told to end the year. Between awake and asleep, I looked for a record that had recommended my brother John guitarist, who mentioned Eric Clapton, had commented on the blues. That night when I heard Stevie Ray Vaughan's Texas Flood was when my life changed.I am of the year "99, of a generation where the information was always accessible, and the music very easy to find. But I'm also from generation, where music found another value flow. Moderate, disposable and immediate music. I was not born in a house with music parents, nor with records or artistic heritage, so I never had the teaching of music culture. But if I can say that, although I did not have a musical training, I had a musical education on the street of very early and life gave me moments of freedom thanks to music.
The search for meaning
At the age of 17 I spent my days going from bar to bar in Buenos Aires, called "the row" which was the abbreviation of "the minor re". The only thing I wanted was to feel a single guitar and a magical night, for the next day to go to college and that everything has a little more sense in my life.One night, cheer me up singing in a blues jam, and then I understood that my way was going to be for music. A feeling, an emotion, a truth.I was in love with rock and blues, not knowing. We drove the streets by my brother John and Kid, the two guitarists who formed the musical trio. The music carried us to scenarios of any kind. We waited all week at that time, where we closed our eyes and with just a chord change, a dynamic, an intention in each movement all charged sense. It was the energy, where the nights lit up from conversations with strangers, where the moon accompanied us and the weight on the back by the guitars did not matter. Within this innocence, we took a great dream: to be able to play music forever.Music is also the street, culture and people. And rock is, as many say, a lifestyle. I understood that the fact that no one would come to see me sing, no matter, because closing my eyes amid a single guitar, meant to be in totality, infinity, in a space without time. The connection with myself meant more than any kind of person applauding or recognising me.The years passed and the path increasingly solidified in music, retaining the same trio of musicians. I'll never forget those early years of rock because they were real and honest. My goal is to go back to something like this first trance singing. If I had to describe what music meant to me, it is a place of sensations, a ceilingless floor soaked with infinite emotions, a world where the least incomprehensible makes sense. A bridge between people and a sensory gift to the body.Being able to access this infinite field, it is for me the reason and the sense to be alive. Nothing makes more sense than a real, living feeling.And never forget that first emotion listening to what the music presents you in these first moments,Because in the end, everything is ephemeral.But what really transcends and will be eternal.It's art.Love.The music.Do you want to validate this article?
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tshine
Hi! I am TShine, Argentine singer and guitarist. At an early age I started studying music in parallel with my model work. The years working as a model gave me travel and experiences. When I had the opportunity to leave that profession, I started traveling with 20 years around the world alone. I lived in cities like Los Angeles and London. The trips brought me to know different perspectives of the music world, playing live in unimaginable places and working as a singer for American advertising. After living in the United States and recording my first songs, I decided to return to Argentina to bet on my dream. I currently live in Buenos Aires, and I am about to release my first album after the four singles published in 2022.
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