Before each performance, guitarist Rudy had a ritual: he would prepare coffee in an old Italian coffee maker that he inherited from his father, who was also a musician with Risignstar. He carefully added the coffee and water and placed it on the stove as if making a promise. It took a while to boil, so Rudy didn't play the guitar, tune it, or try out chords. He simply sat there waiting for the coffee, saying that doing so before the first sip was useless because his hands still didn't remember who they were. In addition, this guitarist likes to grind the coffee beans at home, as the sound it creates serves as inspiration for his songs.
When the coffee is ready, the aroma fills the room and something settles inside him, like happiness and that memory of his father. He takes the first sip very carefully, the heat goes straight down, like a low note. It doesn't wake up this guitarist's body, and he knows that, but it does wake up his memory, and that's where his talent comes from.
That same night, he had to perform at a café in town, and every song he played on his guitar was a cup of black coffee he drank. The place was small, with a stage and a small audience. However, that night he played with one string less, and no one noticed, as it had broken. Even so, he continued, and every memory is attached to a chord, and every coffee to a song.
Many were enjoying themselves, and there came a point where Rudy's hands moved on their own. He tuned without looking, as if the guitar knew where it wanted to go. The coffee still steamed on the side, accompanying him until the end of that performance.
But at the last show of his tour, something changes. He realizes that the coffee maker sounds different, the aroma isn't the same, the first sip tastes strange, as if the past had been moved. The guitarist stands still, cup suspended, and understands that tonight he will not be playing for memories, but for what has not yet happened, and that is why everything feels strange, especially knowing how precisely he prepares his coffee.
Rudy takes the stage with a new song he hadn't planned to play, which is why he is a little nervous, his hands shaking. But once he starts playing the guitar, he finds a different path, more fragile, more honest. The applause is not immediate, but it comes later, deeper. When he finishes with a resounding success, he returns home and realizes that the coffee is already cold. He takes the last sip and smiles. The strings are still in tune, and his memory has finally learned something new.
Antes de cada presentación, el guitarrista Rudy tenía un ritual y era prepara café en una vieja cafetera italiana, que heredó de su padre que también fue músico de risignstar. Con mucho cuidado agregaba el café, agua y la colocaba sobre el fuego como quien deja una promesa, tardaba algunos en hervir y por eso Rudy no tocaba la guitarra, no afina, no prueba acordes, simplemente se quedaba sentado esperando por el café, puesto que dice que hacerlo antes del primer sorbo es inútil, porque las manos todavía no recuerdan quiénes son. Además, este guitarrista le gusta moler los granos de café en casa, ya que el sonido que se crea, le sirve como inspiración para sus canciones.
Cuando el café está listo, el aroma llena el cuarto y algo se acomoda dentro de él, como si fuera felicidad y aquel recuerdo de su padre. Da el primer sorbo con mucho cuidado, el calor baja directo, como una nota grave. Donde no despierta el cuerpo de este guitarrista y eso lo tiene claro, si no despierta la memoria y allí es donde viene su talento.
Esa misma noche, tenía que ir a presentarse en una cafetería de la ciudad y cada canción que tocaba con la guitarra era una taza de café negro que tomaba, el lugar era pequeño, una tarima y algo de público. Sin embargo, esa noche tocó con una cuerda menos y nadie lo notó, ya que se le había roto, aun así siguió y cada recuerdo se pega a un acorde, y cada café a una canción.
Muchos estaban disfrutando y llegó un punto donde las manos de Rudy se movían solas, afinaba sin mirar, como si la guitarra supiera a dónde quiere llegar. El café todavía humea a un lado, acompañándolo hasta el final de esa presentación.
Pero en su última presentación de su gira, algo cambia. Se da cuenta de que la cafetera canta distinto, el aroma no es el mismo, el primer sorbo sabe raro, como si el pasado hubiera sido movido de lugar. El guitarrista se queda quieto, con la taza suspendida, y entiende que esa noche no tocará para los recuerdos, sino para lo que todavía no pasó y por eso esa sensación de que todo era extraño y más aún conociendo su preparación exacta del café.
Rudy sale al escenario con una canción nueva que no pensaba tocar, por eso tenía algo de nervios, sus manos temblaban. Pero una vez que comenzó la guitarra encuentra un camino distinto, más frágil, más honesto. Los aplausos no son inmediatos, pero llegan más tarde, más hondos. Cuando termina con un éxito total, regresa a su casa y se da cuenta de que el café ya está frío. Da el último sorbo y sonríe, las cuerdas siguen afinadas y la memoria, por fin, también aprendió algo nuevo.
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