Gemini George
...I woke up to a repetitive dream that I find a chest full of treasure. In the afternoon I stumbled across "The Alchemist" - a book written by P. Coelho. I read the first page, and it spoke to me ... The protagonist, Santiago wakes up to a repeating dream of finding treasure.
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I put the two together and decided to find my treasure, which is my dream - to have my songs touch millions of hearts...
Born in the mountains
That separate Europe from Asia
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Artist Father
and a Muse Mother
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Saw Elvis on TV at the age of 9
Blew my mind...
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The Fab Four came next
The Jimis proceeded then.
By the time I was double one
I knew I was never alone...
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Parents saw the passion
But chose the classic option...
From there I narrowed to Flamenco.
In Spanish rhythms I found my loco...
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Times were tough,
The country was a third...
And even the Artist Father
Couldnt see a path further...
For music was like a weather
But a man needs to be a hunter...
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At the age of 16
The US welcomed my Spirit Teen...
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As the story always goes
Earned my first five bucks
While killing time on my guitar,
Shy and curious boy in an airport bar.
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Next thing you heard
I formed a band
With brothers - my hosts!
West Meets East
Was playing on streets.
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But good times didn't last long
Had to return back home
Although home had always been
A vague idea I'm not so keen
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A career of marketing awaited for me
And a hanging duty to serve the army...
The only way to escape free
Was to reach the highest degree...
And so I did !
While never ceasing music
From country to country
Fled from my home's mandatory duty
From degree to degree
From band to band
From lovers to lovers
From friends to other friends...
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It's been a Journey
With a lot of moments
Like Desperado,
With many euphoric ups
And broken hearts...
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Fell in love madly at the age of 17
College first year
That autumn was unseen
Couldnt let me spare
And my songwriting unfolded
Took me through the depths I held
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Every love was a fairy muse​
That lit a new life so I could amuse...
But it took me long to find my voice
While the songs filled with rejoice.
Recording chances never came along
One of the two was never enough
Time was scarce, money was tough!
By the time the degree was earned
I looked back at the Journey passed...
I spoke 5 languages
Was educated in 4 countries
Had 3 degrees
Consulted over 100 companies
Doubled or tripled revenues
For my so called "bosses"
Took my Artist Father
To a national level...
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It was enough
My dues were paid
Degree saved from the army
Left home and family
Left friends and my city
My band in distant China
Joker, Thief & Knight
As we were hailed...
Took the way to The West
A leap of faith in my destiny...
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So there I took my chances
Left everything behind
For I've never felt a stronger joy in life
Than hearing my songs in the final mix!
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And as you know
There's nothing final...
Everything can be changed,
Arranged and rearranged...
And that's the beauty of it...
Which verse do you take?
And which version is the last...