Dónde Estés, Con Quién Estés by Camilo Sesto
At age 7 (or younger) I’d rest on the carpet floor and listen to Camilo’s voice infiltrate my body. I cried. I sang “el amor de mi vida has sido tu” with an intensity that one would say I had already fallen in love.
Camilo Sesto’s songs reverberated throughout the whole apartment in my childhood. My mom would sing, dance and cry to his poetic songs. Immediately, I fell in love with the magic he created. I would sing along with my mom and he became the one artist we always listened to. I felt the power and depth of his music before I even understood the lyrics. Eventually, I knew the words but not the meaning. It wasn’t long until I fully understood. Until I felt it in my chest as I swallowed my emotions and felt them stick like sweet suffocating honey to all my insides. Camilo’s music is all-encompassing, filling, intoxicating, beautiful, magical and transcendent. His songs have explained my emotions in words better than I ever could. To listen to Camilo is to live and accept one’s kaleidoscope of emotions.
Camilo Sesto is forever provocative of a nostalgia that leads me to yearn for my childhood innocence while simultaneously addressing my personal romanticism.
RIP CAMILO SESTO.