René Serrano Rodriguez Blog

I've been on the quest for this guitar for 23 years. Finally, with the support of my friend Juan Pablo, I have succeeded in reuniting with my old Diabla guitar — the Ibanez RG570 LR 1993, a model referred to in its time as the samurai, crafted and sold exclusively in Japanese territory.   The Story of My Red Guitar One might argue that I have never truly visited the United States. My encounters have been limited to brief layovers or the unexpected diversion of my Paris-bound flight to Miami due to a turbine failure, leading to an unexpected stay in a hotel for a couple of days. In 1993, my family, not accustomed to venturing so far, experienced a sudden burst of adventurous spirit. My father conceived the idea of spending a weekend in McAllen, TX. The journey, a pleasant one, unfolded by road from Morelia, Mich., to McAllen, TX. At the tender age of 16, the vast expanse of such a significant place, adorned with countless guitars, felt like a visit to another world.

I finally gave myself the opportunity to re-build the guitar that I named the Heyoka. Let me share the story... This guitar was my first electric guitar, a gift from my father when I was 14 or 15 years old. At that age, having such an instrument felt exhilarating, making one feel invincible. 30 years later, the guitar managed to survive. After numerous jams, falls, and impacts that, in the ecstasy and rage of that age, caused it to crash to the ground, it did not arrive intact, or perhaps only in parts until 2020. This year, as I delve back into musical notes and finally record some songs, I discovered a website where I could register copyright from home. This not only motivated me but also streamlined the bureaucratic process, even though it cost a little more; the value of time made it worthwhile. I acquired the missing pieces, and although the new paint wasn't to my liking initially, I reconsidered. Perhaps this guitar should function as a new instrument, not a regular gui

Ivonne Laura Poly Paty "The body always seems impressive and beautiful to me, but in its female version, it appears even more like a connection to my own duality. I think my masculine and feminine sides are more present.  I started taking life drawing classes when I entered the academy at the age of twenty. Since then, I have been fascinated by the human body, with a preference for the female form. Being an audiophile juror, I am the custodian of a discreet collection of vinyl music that is constantly growing.  At some point, I will make a post about how much audio and music have to do with my life and artistic work.  My appreciation for high-resolution audio comes from a very early age, perhaps from the age of 6 when I visited my aunt and uncle constantly on my mother's side.  My babysitters were the turntable, speakers, and a gigantic collection of rock music; The Beatles, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin... Many more... It's not really music from