“The Man Behind The Mask”
One could say that one hour and an half (which sounds familiar) can’t be that special if spent at home. But this is an evening made of a different stuff. The same stuff people of older generations used to build their hopes with. Tonight I listened to a voice that doesn’t speak my language, but actually, it does indeed. Even just in the sound of it, it was pretty clear. I could always sing and whistle and just dream at the sound of every track, but now there’s a name out there, which most of us already knew, of course, but it didn’t seem legitimate to use ‘til now. I have a name to thank, because for once I’m like those before us, who adored idols on a stage, singing, jumping and screaming. And there’s a person behind the name who is full human. Who has depths, and layers, so many layers, and a Story, a man who was so kind to share it with us.
Out of any context, and as another human being, I just want to say “I’m proud of you”. As a sister of the same race, one who loves to create, I can say I’m proud of this human being, who pours his heart out in spite of all barriers, in spite of this era, an era that is trying to cut us all out of art and communication… I’m proud of you.
It’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock’n’roll, eh? You did it. You did it. YOU DID IT!
The magic is not gone. You are the man behind the mask, and I know, and I’m happy with it.