The Murcian scene says goodbye to Jam Albarracín

Alternating the pen and the sword gave Jam Albarracín a particular vision when observing the music scene that surrounded him. That also gave him a unique role and allowed him to pivot from one side to the other of the stage. Imagining what could go through the head of that other musician in front of the blank page or getting into the flesh of the one who was exercising on stage was a value that he always pondered, and that gave his story that complicity that goes beyond pure craft.

His songs, his articles, his chronicles are there, but around here I especially remember those conversations between confidants in which you always came out on top, because he always gave you more. As generous as he is insightful.

Today the Murcia scene loses that silent agitator who, without wanting to give a lecture or settle down, has been a teacher for everyone who at some point in their life has decided to dedicate themselves to music, but without being very clear in what way.

As I used to tell him: Jam, give me another one of your pills.