When he moves I watch him from behind
Muchas Problemas is about giving value to experiences that are usually reduced to taboo. About desire without explanation. Without apology. Fisting, for me, is a practice. It requires trust, attention, preparation. It’s about listening to bodies, not performing for anyone. I’m interested in depth. The point where the body stops being decorative and starts being intentional. Where pleasure becomes focused, repetitive, precise. At that depth, control disappears. No one is leading anymore. Everyone responds to the same rhythm. We become puppets in the same system, moved by sensation, not ego. The repetition in the lyrics comes from that place. Language breaks down. What’s left is command, presence, connection.