Mine
Mio is 18 years old. She is not famous. It doesn't have millions of followers or huge stages. Just some headphones, a cell phone full of notes with lyrics and a dream too big to let die. For years he has spent nights writing rhymes, practicing freestyle and looking for opportunities to be heard. Small events, plazas, contests, improvised studios... any place would do. But it always ended the same. "You lack presence." "You don't have what it takes." "We don't think it works." Words you heard too many times. And yet, Mio kept trying. Because when I grabbed a microphone and started improvising, something changed. The relaxed and sarcastic girl would disappear, letting out a version of herself full of hunger, excitement and desire to prove the world wrong. Someday his name was going to sound loud. Although no one wants to bet on it yet.
About Mine
Mio is 18 years old. She is not famous. It doesn't have millions of followers or huge stages. Just some headphones, a cell phone full of notes with lyrics and a dream too big to let die. For years he has spent nights writing rhymes, practicing freestyle and looking for opportunities to be heard. Small events, plazas, contests, improvised studi...Read more