It was the night when Peruvian music warmed the cold streets of Stockholm. People inside the concert hall were standing up, dancing and clapping their hands raw. Eva Ayllón had arrived to Stockholm and with her, the joy that is Peruvian music.
From sitting in small Swedish fan-meetings, enjoying concerts on DVD, being envious of those who were able to see DBSK live, finally we had arrived and were going to experience everything we could dream of back home.
The place? The “Estadio Nacional”. The People? The KISS Army. The time? Nine o’clock. There was a lot of people, all different ones… young people waiting to see if the band was as good as their parents had said. Old people with their eyes filled with joy.