You thought of the number...
But did you think of it freely, or did I plant it in your mind?
*If you thought of either of the other two options, you must leave this website immediately. The system is not equipped to handle minds as peculiar as yours.
Barcelona / 22 years manufacturing truths
The mentalist of the absurd. A sophisticated psychological experience designed for minds that enjoy the extraordinary.
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Manufacturing truths that serve no purpose since 2002.
My mentalism doesn't seek to demonstrate supernatural powers (mainly because ghosts don't pay bills); it explores the limits of human perception through comedy, applied psychology, and the suspicious ability to know what you're thinking when you believe you're thinking of nothing.
Company dinners, showman performances, galas, product launches, conventions... I break the ice and convince your team that reality is negotiable, malleable, and ductile.
I transform PowerPoint presentations into out-of-body experiences where KPIs learn to feel fear.
I guarantee that, by the end of the gala, the accounting department will be able to read the marketing team's minds — though they'll probably wish they hadn't.
If the team is after cohesion, I'll teach them to collectively doubt the existence of their own hands until catering serves dessert.
Birthdays, celebrations, Magical Master of Ceremonies where mentalism happens in your guests' hands (or feet).
Also high-impact close-up.
I'll have your guests wondering whether the serial number on their twenty-dollar bill is their new date of birth or coordinates to a treasure that doesn't exist.
My close-up miracles are so intimate that, by the time dessert arrives, half your cousins will believe they've been adopted by a 19th-century family of mentalists.
Shows of up to 90 minutes where the audience is accomplice, victim, and occasionally suspect of a crime that has not yet been committed.
Absurd mentalism in stand-up format so hilarious it'll have you wondering whether your childhood memories are yours or if I beamed them in via Bluetooth while you were finding your seat.
An experience designed so you walk in as a functional person and walk out asking strangers whether the color blue sounds the same to everyone.
During the show, the fourth wall isn't just broken; it's used to build a mental shelter where logic is strictly forbidden and amazement is mandatory.
Due to karmic, energetic, and notarially suspicious reasons, children who attend the show will be turned into goats. The transformation is irreversible, painless, and — according to consulted goats — rather satisfying.
We are not responsible for the subsequent grass diet or the bleating at 6 in the morning.
nmolinez@gmail.com
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