A few years ago I got Wieke: suddenly an unexpected email from a Spaniard. It turned out to be her father who had disappeared from her life at a young age. He asked her to come to Spain. It turned out that his illness had kept him away from Wieke, schizophrenia. “I looked him up in Madrid and got to hear everything about his life. The family, the music, the civil war, the dictatorship and his love for me. In total I would have three days before his schizophrenia took over him again. Three endless days in which the foundation was laid unnoticed for Gracias Garcia, a musical pilgrimage to a new past”.