In 1967 I was playing in my first band. We played all kinds of music from Cha cha cha and Tango to Pop and Rock. This was Mozambique, a mysterious land of beautiful beaches - no TV, no big entertainment, however, there was a lot of music in the air...

There, I remember, I used to hear the echoes of the "flower revolution": the times they were changing, and my search was just beginning ...

I was forced to make a break when I was sent to the "school of hard knocks"... no choice in the matter: War, that ever-present curse on humanity, was also a reality in those days. Children with guns, fighting for a cause that, if they could understand it, they would never embrace. Deceived by patriotic fervor but also having no choice, there I was - I went to war. I was released from the contingency of becoming a mine sapper and ended up serving as an engineer where I supervised the building of roads ... instead of killing I made many friends ... others were not so blessed... and my search went on....

The 70's were prolific in country and folk singers. I received great influences from John Denver, James Taylor, Simon and Garfunkel, and many others whom I tried to emulate. I decided to move from mysterious Africa to political Europe. There I found a lot more to sing about: in Lisbon people were out on the streets, involved in daily protests. They claimed political change to build the ideal system. At this time I learned about a different kind of revolution: the Jesus Revolution! Love and Peace became more than mere lyrics of songs. The word everlasting took up a brand new meaning. I met some long hairy hippies who encouraged me to experience some kind of inner change... It was simple: praying to receive Jesus! To accept Him as my savior. They were telling me that in Jesus I would find real Peace, real Joy and real Love - through accepting the Prince of Peace, Lord of Lords, and King of Kings - That I would be born again. It was not long before I decided to forsake everything to become a follower of Jesus. Yet, although the search was over, the struggle was not.

From the streets of Lisbon to the streets of Madrid and Barcelona, I traveled the Iberian peninsula as a street fighter... not with weapons of destruction, but with ammunition of faith. I played music in concerts, meetings, parks and even on the streets, where I sung of a new hope. I took my guitar wherever I went, thus I became known as "el trobador" or "o trovador" - a strolling minstrel. Now I was singing: "só há uma revoluçao" (only one revolution), "cambiar el mundo, empiesa em tu corazon..." (to change the world... start within your heart)

"onde estaria sem amor..." (where would you be without love...). The Bible became the source of inspiration and the sole motivation for my music.

St. Francis became my model: "Where there is doubt, that I may bring Faith; where there is hate, that I may bring Love; where there is distress, that I may bring Hope..." Those were the 70's, and the world was growing weary in the fears of the "cold war"... In 1978 I met Donna. We stood for the same ideals - Jesus, the Word, Changing the World, and we shared many common goals and desires. We needed each other and our love for music was the bond that kept us through ups and downs, trials and tests. We were a duo, but soon we became a trio ...