“Beaven Waller did the honors of a piano framed night. The theatrical musician from Texas - "excuse me for that" - does not spare praise for the city he visits for the first time: "Porto is everything I imagined Europe was". Before proceeding to a tribute to Bowie, he tells and represents, jumping across the stage, the story of a monkey who all he wants to do is touch a little bird that lands on his branch. "He goes, slowly... And finally, he touches the bird..." - a moment of suspense follows, while the audience looks up in a childish way, waiting for the outcome - "and the bird flies". And the rest? It's the question that seems to hover over the faces. Waller smiles and returns to the piano, as if guessing the moral of the story on the keys.

The lights paint the music of each color present in Waller's eccentric suit; the loose and excessive voice of the American pianist leaves us prepared for the protagonist of the night. “