Well, I don’t know, I don’t remember very well what was previously narrated, but some things are true, I have to clarify that Tedy is actually really cool, and that the entrance to the dressing room, although we were nervous because we saw that time was running and that the moment of the gig was approaching more and more, it was very simple. In any case, El Ángel did look for Tedy and found him.

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A faint light outlined the figure of Mad Professor. I remember that he was sitting quietly facing forward, waiting quietly for the concert to arrive. Slowly and trying not to invade his tranquility and at the same time not getting too nervous, I went up and asked if I could ask him some questions, that it would not take more than ten minutes. But the nerves and my inexperience played against me, my questions were very bad, half of the things I asked were already in Wikipedia. "What was it like to do Dub in a Punk era?" I asked him between other questions. As he was responding I was feeling worse and worse, I was thinking how I'm going to ask Mad Professor that, I was ashamed, I liked the question, but I don’t know, it felt like I was asking stupid things.

"You have to remember, at that time the world was a more segregated place. As a black youth you listened to two things. You listen to either reggae or you listen to soul. Yeah, for me as a black youth, I don’t really listen to punk. Punk is something for white boys with earrings, with safety pins in their ears. Punk is not for me. We never listened to punk. We didn’t even know punk exist. We don’t like it because it’s not our style. So, it was like, a million miles away. Nothing to do with us. The scene was quite segregated", replied Mad Professor.

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I felt like an idiot. We thought about that question within a context, of many specific questions. I had to improvise, I didn't have the time I had counted on, and the truth is that I improvised badly, a complete amateur, random, repetitive questions, a lack of respect towards this Dub Emperor. You are always in search of inspiration, and you often stay in the mold, in thinking and you don’t act, you can be years in that situation, that art of infinite buoying, of procrastinating. Leisure is important, it seems to me, free time, the air, the countryside, putting the mind blank, but you can fall into a state of inactivity, and we don’t realize that you have the power to really do what you want If you propose it, slower or faster, it happens that everything has to be now today, and that doesn’t work either, it can become very distressing if you don’t go out a little bit. I like it when I interview someone, and they tell me some inspiring phrase, Mad Professor told me at one point in the interview that:

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"You just start doing something and then it multiplies, one day you make a song, next day the song is underrated, next day people like the song, next day make another song, and you work in that every day. So, you don’t stop and think. You don’t stop and think. You just do it".

You just do it, you just do it, it's like that, it's very clear, like Nike's slogan, but it's right, it makes sense. After this I asked him if I could take him a portrait for the cover of the article, which he kindly agreed.

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When I left the dressing room I was invaded by a strange feeling of happiness and satisfaction. The nerves had dissipated. Deli and Juan were waiting for me expectantly, I smiled, and they hugged me. It didn’t matter that the questions were horrible, I did it, I achieve it after so much time of wanting to talk with Mad Professor. And most importantly, I was able to take the portrait. But that wouldn’t have been possible if Deli hadn’t been able to find us, if El Ángel hadn’t come to investigate, if Casa Babylon hadn’t been so good to us, if Mad Professor hadn’t come to Córdoba. Everything is done as a team, I think that is the moral of this, or one of the morals, to collaborate, to unite.