“I don’t mind being called the child of a singer.” Veronica Adane

As the offspring of a renowned singer, I’ve grown up amidst melodies that painted the soundtrack of my life. From the hallowed halls of concert venues to the intimate resonance of our home, music has been an intrinsic part of my existence. Witnessing my parent’s dedication to their craft and their ability to move audiences with their voice has instilled in me a profound appreciation for the art form.

While some may perceive it as living in the shadow of fame, I’ve come to cherish the legacy and lessons bestowed upon me. I stand proud, not tethered by the weight of expectations but buoyed by the richness of a musical heritage.

Embracing my roots has empowered me to embrace my identity, for I am a testament to a lineage steeped in passion and creativity, and I carry it forward with pride, unapologetically celebrating the gift of music that courses through my veins.