- 1974. I was born in Madrid forced by the frightening medical instrument called forceps.
- 1977. There was a fire in the building in front, they took us out, my brother, my sister and me. I was wearing a wool cap, pyjama and I think a hooded bathrobe. I don’t know whether the doorway on fire was the ice-cream parlour or the one right next to it. My favourite flavour was pistachio or tutti-frutti. The best thing was the cornet anyway.
- When I'm 8 years old, started studying classical music in Madrid.
- It's my 10th birthday party and I had for the first time freshwater crayfish with spicy tomato sauce.
- I wear very long hair and have a perfect nose, so some school friends think I'm a girl.
- I spend the summer of 1985 in Long Island (NY). Playing my first softball match I got a homerun and become a local and fleeting hero.
- At the age of 19 got a scholarship to keep studying at the Welsh College Of Music And Drama (Cardiff). (Sir) Anthony Hopkins is the honorary president.
- The most important thing happens outside the University: I live at the house of a retired violinist of the London Symphony Orchestra and on weekends I join her and her friends playing the piano, on kid shows they hold at home. Cold sweat, I try be able to meet the challenge (but I fail).
- Finally sometime I decided to quit studying just before I become a lost cause.
- Year 2000. Satisfied my vocabulary with the A and the B, the initials of my Laurie Allen. I don't need any more or Japonese or Russian vocabulary.
- Autumn 2003. The first song of my debut album is an instrumental piece, it looks like kind of a copy of John Lurie’s but suffering from Ebola virus high fever and recorded in a dump (or “...a drunk Ry Cooder”, like a magazine said about me – merely thinking about it makes me shudder). According to my friend Carlos Toronado it sounds like an adult film movie soundtrack.
- 2010. I look at squirrels beyond the breath from the pane, lost in thought, through my room in Brooklyn, NY, in Bushwick to be precise... ♡♡♡ to be continued