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~by Dena Burroughs
JULY 13th, 2008 This update is about Victor, who single handedly restored my faith in Mexico's Salsa dancers, last night, back at Bandidos. Victor is a waiter at Bandidos, who apparently saw us dancing the night before and got his nerve together and asked me to dance. He turned out to be Zihuatanejo's best Salsa secret! I loved dancing with him. He's so nice and unpretentious . I am happy he asked 'cuz I was almost going home thinking no Mexican dances Salsa in his own land. I stand corrected. Anyhow... last night we first went to El Canto de la Sirena, recommended by the door staff at the hotel (they're our main source of information). Supposedly, that would be the "best place" for Salsa on Saturdays. NOT! They have Salsa on Friday, now we know. On Saturday they have a dude with a guitar, very nice singer mind you! but geeeezzz... we weren't on our 22nd anniversary or anything like that! After one hour of hearing the guy singing Roberto Carlos' songs and songs like "Besame mucho" (my dad would have loved him) I finally asked the waiter when Salsa will begin. "Oh. There's no Salsa tonight." We were out of there within ten minutes. Bandidos was already rocking by the time we got there. Our Colombian friends from the night before were already there. I am telling you... Bandidos is the place to be for Salsa in Zihuatanejo. Do not let the door staff of any hotel convince you otherwise! It is Sunday morning. My dirty clothes are already packed. My computer will get put away last. I am going to go dip a bit in the Mexican ocean because in a few hours we're out of here. Booo. ************************ JULY 12th, 2008 - 4.30 pm I had an adventure this morning. I hopped on a bus, for five pesos ($0.50) and switched over to another bus, for eight pesos ($0.80) and the combination of both took me to Playa Linda, ten minutes north of Ixtapa. The whole thing was recommended by the hotel staff at the door, when I told them I wanted to go someplace on a bus. The buses are old and falling apart, but they take you where you need to go and for really cheap. Playa Linda was linda, in fact. For thirty five pesos ($3.50) I got on a boat that crossed me over to an island where there's nothing more than restaurants and snorkeling equipment. I ate breakfast over there and that bought me the right to lay on a chair under the sun. I could have stayed there all day had I wanted to. I stayed a couple of hours, read the paper, and now I'm sun burnt. There was a crocodile and iguana lagoon right outside Playa Linda. That was odd, stinky and a little scary. It was fun going around on buses. Somehow I managed to time it just right so that as I was on my way back, all the men were off their construction jobs and trying to get on the bus. There were so many men on that bus, standing, squished together, and a little smelly. I'd forgotteb what being on a bus was like... but memories of Costa Rica came back real fast! *********************** JULY 12th, 2008 - 7 am Saturday morning, still in Zihuatanejo. Yesterday we walked the streets of the "Centro." It's where all the little stores to buy stuff are at, same stuff you see anywhere else - things made out of silver, sombreros, dresses, and so forth. To the bad luck of the merchants, it rained two days ago and it burst the sewer pipes. Now there's caca water all over the street and according to the taxi driver, no one will do a thing to clean it up. It'll go away when it dries up and that's it. Needless to say, it stinks. There is also a bay very close to the businesses, and restaurants all around its edge. We found a Mexican waiter with a perfect American accent that lured us into his restaurant where we ate two lobsters for $25. Tell me that's not the greatest price ever. He was born and raised in Zihuatanejo, but educated up in Seattle. Now he's back with his family to stay. People love it here. Right around this area is Bandidos, a bar/restaurant that has a little Salsa band at night time. We went back to it and found a group of four Colombians on vacation. One of them, John, danced with both of us and I can now leave Mexico in peace that I danced upon its soil. :) Good dancers them Colombians! The band at Bandidos was a little bit better than the one the night before, but they were still playing over a sequence... we could hear the sound of a piano that was not there. I wanted to go to Acapulco today, but turns out it's 4 hours away... bleh :( **************** JULY 11th, 2008 Hello from Zihuatanejo, Mexico! It is absolutely gorgeous here. We're at The Tides, a super fancy resort in front of anincredible looking bay, which must cost a pretty penny but I'm here thanks to the penny power of my friend Shelly. [She got a brand new job and this is her celebration and her relaxing before the stress of it starts.] I just got lucky to be along for the ride. ::clink clink:: to Shelly's new job! There's a big difference between the standard of living of the locals in Zihuatanejo and the luxury the visitors enjoy at the resorts [we have our own pool in the room!]. The resorts are beautiful, but once you leave them, the view changes very markedly. However, the tourist industry seems to be what supports this town so more power to us. Ixtapa is a town 10 minutes north of Zihuatanejo. It's larger and more developed. Last night we visited Hotel Barcelo, where a group of five Cubans, some of them in Mexico only for the past three months, entertain every night of the week. Rosario and Javier are the singers, beautiful voices, although pretty much singing karaoke over a sequence. They do have a base, a drum set and a piano, but they're all playing over recorded music. You hear trombones, flutes and congas that are not on stage, and for the music lover, well, you know that' s disappointing... however, I reiterate that the voices of the singers are very strong. It's hard to miss things when one is at a beautiful place like this one. However, I know you guys are having a blast in L.A. with the Spanish Harlem Orquestra and all the rum you can drink. Have fun! I'll do the same over here! **************** JUNE 17th, 2008 At 10:51 pm, between all of us, we have clicked 100,000 times into VidaSalsera.com. That is totally cool! Big number! And I, as a good mother, was here watching it happen... :) Thank you guys, for clicking with me. ***************** JUNE 15th, 2008 With all the picture taking and event attending I do, I'd forgotten how awesome it is to just go out dancing, no camera, no "work," and just dance, dance, dance, until my clothes are soaking wet, and I can once again say "ufff, I stink!" Tonight I did just that. Went to Sabor Restaurant in Glendale, and danced to the music of Chuy Martinez all night long, with a friend that just happened to be there and, oh my luck! he's a great dancer! I had a ton of fun and I feel like I spent three hours in the gym. Yeah!!! I need to do that more often. **************** JUNE 9th, 2008 You've heard of the battle of the bands before. But how about the battle of the clubs? seems to me there's one going on right now in Long Beach, with both Cohibas and Sevillas having live bands on Wednesdays! If money is not an option, or if you have friends in high places, you can just walk up and down the street at will from one club scene to the other (hey! club hopping!) Will it stick? Who will win? tan tan tan!!! stay tuned... *************** JUNE 2nd, 2008 This past weekend was the busiest Salsa weekend of the year so far! Not only was the L.A. Salsa Congress happening, but Ismael Miranda was at the P.R. festival, Adonis Puentes was at the opening of "Alexandros" in Laguna Beach, Maria Costa had a fabulous birthday celebration, a new club opened up in Pomona, Andy Andy was at the Hollywood Park Casino, phewwwww!!! who knows what else! so much to do, so little time! So far I have posted Congress, but I do have fabulous pictures and video of Adonis in Laguna Beach. That will be coming up mid week. Peter (aka "the bachata freak") went to the Andy Andy and graciously took some pictures that I will post later on, as well as his observations. And I have pictures of the new club in Pomona likewise. Little by little I'll try to catch up. Real life is a problem and gets in the way and I have to work and write real life papers that feed me. :) But I'll get there. *************** MAY 16th, 2008 The California Supreme Court overturned yesterday, 4-3, the ban on same-sex marriage and with it demonstrated that the terms "Republican" and "Conservative" do not translate into bigotry. It is a proud moment when people in power stand against dark-age-like rulings that impose the religious beliefs of some on all. It is a memorable day when the law rules that no human has the right to interfere in another human's happiness. Of course, intolerant ones, wearing the disguise of holiness, are already organizing to make each of us decide and vote in November as to whether we believe we can rule over other's lives or not. I am proud of the California Governor for saying already that he will not support any effort to amend the Constitution so that yesterday's ruling be overturned. This is not a political website. We are Salsa music lovers. But if we are all good enough to dance on one same dance floor and play on one same stage, we are certainly good enough to have the same civil rights. Life is short. Seventy or eighty years of life is pretty much what each of us has, and we should live them as happily as possible. Our individual goal should be to enjoy ourselves and leave our mark in the world, rather than spend life minding other people's business. I am pleased for the gay community, and actually for all of us, at this important time in history when the law is confirming the global right to happiness and equality. Slowly but surely, we're walking out of the caves. **************** MAY 15th, 2008 Two weeks from tomorrow, on Friday 30th, Cheo Feliciano performs in L.A. He is one of those voices one can not miss to hear, and I will not. But! I am such a girl... the 30th is very important too because it is the opening of the movie Sex and The City! Am I all alone here? or are others just waiting to watch it too? Be it as it may, I am devising something to get both things done on the 30th. Thankfully Cheo doesn't sing until 11 pm. Movie anyone? :) ****************** MAY 8th, 2008 NPR had a story this morning about a well educated Cuban woman, who actually lives in Cuba, Yoani Sanchez, who received a top journalistic award in Spain for her work and blog on http://www.desdecuba.com She was not able to travel to accept the award because the Cuban government denied her permission. In the NPR audio, you can hear her giving her acceptance speech in her home in Havana, in front of her friends, about the same time she should have been giving it in Spain. Very touching and telling, and I am very impressed with this woman's guts. Not very many people have access to the Internet in Cuba. Those who do, use it, and whose words we get to read, create a precious window into a world we are all intrigued with but barely know. Check out the NRP story at http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=90268442 and Yoani's blog at http://www.desdecuba.com/generaciony/ **************** MAY 6th, 2008 It cracks me up when I see bands that have been around long enough to be considered local advertised as "So and So... directamente de Cuba" or "So and So... directamente de New York." Honestly, to me it feels like an easy way the promoter found to get people's attention to his or her event. Of course, the opinion on this will vary depending on what each person considers the meaning of "directamente de" to be. I suppose, depending on the interpretation, I could be here "directamente de Costa Rica" even though I've been in the U.S. longer now than how long I lived in the place I was born. As far as my interpretation, when I hear "directamente de" I assume the band is visiting here from someplace else. "Directamente de Cuba" means a band is on tour, or defected just a few months ago, or something like it. "Directamente de New York" means they are visiting L.A. from New York, so I better hurry up and go see them before they go back! yeah? or no? You tell me.
**************** MAY 4th, 2008 The "Mi Son Cubano" Festival at Bonelli Park in San Dimas was fabulous today. This is really a great new location for it. Oscar D'Leon, as expected, gave a great show accompanied by his band, made up of musicians who have been playing with him between three years and two decades. I have ninety five pictures. One on the main page... ninety four to go! Coming up soon!
MAY 3rd, 2008 Hello from the Antelope Valley! We spent the day today at the "Cinco de Mayo Celebration" at the Marie Kerr Park, in Palmdale. Early in the afternoon Orchesta Charangoa performed, followed by Sonora Dinamita, and later on by a "Salsa with the Stars" contest, a version of the TV show that included three "stars" of the Palmdale government who had been training with the instructors from AVSalsa.com. The contest was fun and the winner was Palmdale Councilman Steve Knight. I have pictures of it all coming up later. **************** MAY 1st, 2008 The documentary "Cachao: Uno Mas" was successfully screened last night at the Arclight Dome, in Hollywood. The documentary is Andy Garcia's latest tribute to Cachao, made now more profound by the death of the latter just five weeks ago. It records Cachao's performance four years ago in San Francisco, with the CineSon AllStars, plus tidbits of a conversation inside The Cigar Bar and Grill between him and Garcia. The Cineson AllStars' performance includes Cachao and Andy Garcia, of course, plus several well known musicians like John Santos, Justo Almario, Orestes Vilato, jazz violinist Federico Britos, singer Lazaro Galarraga, Luis Conte, Danilo Lozano, Richie Marquez and Nelson Marquez. The last four were present at the screening last night. The documentary is scheduled in San Francisco at the International Film Festival this Friday, May 2nd. Keep an eye open for it! It is worth it.
******************* APRIL 30th, 2008 Nothing worthwhile is ever free. When I got into creating VidaSalsera.com I knew it would cost me some money and I was willing to spend it. In the course of the two years plus that I have been at it, it has, very happily to my heart, grown - more folks are visiting, more pictures and second tier pages have been added, and it all amounts to more bandwidth. I have increased the site's size a couple of times since I first opened it, and every so often I have to pay extra for more bandwidth on months that seem particularly busy. It's all good, really. I am willing and I even have some folks who have been willing to sponsor me as of late. However, what is NOT ok at all is that another website may want to advertise using my website's bandwidth. Isn't it nice that someone may just come over and click and copy over to their commercial page to make money while I pay!?! I thought something was funky this month when my bandwidth was running out before its normal time, and upon investigating, turns out that there is an organization out there building up to be VidaSalsera.com's competition for the L.A. area... and making me their sponsor by force because I am paying for pictures to show on their page! ayy que bonito!... Anyhow, the party is over. I have now set my page so that pictures simply can not be linked and shown elsewhere. I am completely aware that the events in Los Angeles are not my website's unique property. Anyone can start a website and sit and copy any and all information I have here and that would be their prerogative. What is NOT ok, though, is to make me pay for it. Taking bandwidth from a website amounts to stealing, because someone is certainly paying for it. Nothing worthwhile is ever free. What website am I talking about? ha! wouldn't they want me to say! :) ****************** APRIL 29th, 2008 Here's a question I found in a dancing blog, in case any of you feel like tackling it. If I got a quarter for every time I've read or heard this discussion I'd be rich! Are mambo music and salsa music the same thing? ******************* APRIL 28th, 2008 Willie Colon has a new single called "Corazon Partido." It is available for free download on his site, at http://www.williecolon.com/descarga.html . It is no "Idilio" for sure, it's different and takes some getting used to, but I'm curious... what do you think about it? Would you call it the good, the bad, or the ugly? Listen to it and let me know! :) ***************** APRIL 23rd, 2008 Dizzy Gillespie was immediately recognizable for his impressively inflated cheeks and the bent shape of the trumpet he played. He was the gifted bandleader, singer, composer, and trumpeter who popularized bebop and was instrumental in the development of Afro-Cuban jazz by bringing Latin and African elements into classic jazz, and producing compositions such as Manteca and Tin Tin Deo. Gillespie left a legacy of creative innovation and a broad repertoire of musical masterpieces. His craft has greatly influenced almost every trumpeter that came after him, as he played faster and higher than any trumpet player before him. He became a mentor to musicians who would later be acclaimed themselves, such as Arturo Sandoval, the Cuban trumpeter and pianist who left Cuba and settled in Miami while touring with Gillespie, This Saturday, April 26th, the Luckman Jazz Orchestra, led by conductor Charles Owens, honors Dizzy Gillespie with a tribute to this music. Tickets are $35/30, available through Ticketmaster, or at the Luckman box office. CSULA students can purchase two tickets at $12 each with student I.D. You may also check the following link for free tickets that will charge you a $7 service fee: http://www.goldstar.com/events/show/165018.html Concert time is 8 p.m. ***************** APRIL 19th, 2008 Greetings from Las Vegas! Last night we checked out the band Latin Breeze at Bar Armadillo, inside of the Texas Station Casino. Latin Breeze is the band that was at the Gold Coast Casino for a long time but recently moved to perform at the Armadillo every Friday night. For what I understood, they're testing a few Saturdays to see how it goes and perhaps they'll become the Saturday entertainment as well. We had fun. The band was good, the music varied, and we danced a lot. It was $10 at the door. The only weird thing at the Armadillo is that the management reserves the best booths "for sale," meaning, you have to give them $100, out of which you get to use $50 for alcohol if you wish to do so, and the other $50 they keep for the privilege of sitting in their marvelous booths. Not surprisingly, most booths were empty and people used the smaller tables instead. Sometimes one has to wonder where businesses get their marvelous strategies from. Pictures coming later! ***************** APRIL 17th, 2008 Here's some pictures of the Johnny Polanco Tribute to Tito Puente last Friday at Sportsmans Lodge. By the way, the reason for the tribute was that Tito Puente was born on April 20th, 1923, so in three days it would have been his 85th birthday. ****************** APRIL 15th, 2008 Cachao: Uno Mas, the film, would be shown Wednesday, April 30th at the Arclight Theater in Hollywood. It'll be followed by a Q & A by Andy Garcia. I've got my tickets! See you there? Info at http://www.afi.com APRIL 14th, 2008 I'm taking just a minute to update. I have been more than entertained entertaining friends from Connecticut. We started dancing Thursday night at Stevens and finished walking yesterday at Universal Studios. I am pooped. I guess I needed to go back to work so I can rest. :) To report quickly, I am impressed with Stevens' crowd of Thursdays. The place bursts with La Charanga Cubana on stage. Polanco's tribute to Tito Puente on Friday night at Sportsmans was well attended and I had tons of fun. Johnny had a larger than usual band (about 14 people.) The sound was only ok, it seemed to have been worked on constantly through the night and it wasn't as clear and strong as it could have been in the back part of the room, BUT we all enjoyed ourselves anyhow. Then Saturday was the grand opening of Club Fuego, inside Prego Ristorante, in Irvine. Very fancy place. Has potential but needs to be fine tuned organizationally still. Universal Studios has nothing to do with Salsa, but it was fun too. :) I have pictures of it all. It's going to take me a while to get them ready, but I'll get there ASAP. *************************************************** APRIL 2nd, 2008 (here's a serious subject... for a change?) If you are a student within the California State University (CSU) system, you need to know the following information. The same if you are planning to become one in the future, or if you have children or other family members hoping to do so. The CSU system is facing a 386 million dollars budget cut in the upcoming 08/09 academic year. The budget cut was proposed by the Governor of California and, if approved, it will affect all 23 CSU campuses in the State. The proposed budget cut would translate into a disastrous chain of events – less available money will mean fewer faculty, less course options, overcrowded classrooms, and limited financial aid and student services in all CSU campuses. If the budget cut is approved 10,000 less students will be admitted in the system during the 08-09 year. Specifically speaking, the CSU Los Angeles (CSULA) campus alone will suffer a 13 million dollar cut. However, as of this moment, the budget cut is still a proposal, and therefore, not yet inevitable. To fight the budget cuts as much as necessary, the “Alliance for the CSU” organization was created, with the support of CSU students, alumni, faculty, staff, administrators, community leaders, parents of students, and so forth. The first steps towards gaining support for the “Alliance for the CSU” mission are being taken right now. On April 2, a “Budget Fight Back Meeting” was scheduled simultaneously at the CSULA and the San Jose State campuses. The meeting at CSULA was held in the Golden Eagle Ballroom, and it was well attended by representatives of the student body, staff, and alumni. Twelve distinguished speakers headed the meeting, including CSULA President, Dr. James Rosser, and the former President of the CSU Alumni Association and of the Screen Actors Guild, and current part-time faculty at CSULA, Mr. Barry Gordon. Dr. Rosser stated the purpose of the “Alliance for the CSU” organization: “To mobilize the people of the State of California with the understanding that the investments done towards the CSU system are, at once, investments done into our State.” With eloquent and moving words, Mr. Barry Gordon said: “We can not allow this cut to stand, and we will not allow this cut to stand.” He labeled the thought-process behind the budget cut with a phrase later adopted by the other speakers: “Penny Wise – Pound Foolish.” Student Gabriella Serrato, a Psychology and Chicano Studies double major, and a representative of the “Students for Quality in Education – L.A. Chapter,” closed the speakers’ series and brought to the audience’s attention the more personal effects the proposed budget cut would bring to a students life: higher education costs, less return for their investments, and more years spent until graduation. The meeting ended with a plea for all in attendance to support the efforts of the “Alliance for the CSU” organization and to make the information provided known to others. Fighting effectively the proposed budget cut will take more than just the CSU students and staff. It will take the support of the community at large – of all of you who appreciate the role that the CSU system plays in the social and economic development of our State’s communities. Ms. Melody Singleton, a CSULA staff in attendance, said it well: “Those who are once CSU students become later on consumers and create the economy of California.” The statistics must be considered: 51% of all bachelor’s degrees conferred to California are awarded by the CSU system; 87% of all the California teacher degrees and 89% of all the criminal justice professionals (such as police officers and firefighters) degrees granted in California come from the CSU system; and 58% of the Latinos who get degrees in California do so through CSU. The motto of the “Alliance for the CSU” organization is: “The fight for the CSU budget is a fight for California’s future.” If you agree, and if you are, have been, or will be touched by the benefits provided by the CSU system, lend your hand and your name towards the fight to recover and restore the threatened budget fund from legislature. Visit http://www.allianceforthecsu.org, sign up, and be part of the solution. ****************** MARCH 29th, 2008 The background music on VidaSalsera.com's main page is track #7 out of the local artist Ruben Esteva's CD. The songs are Esteva's inspiration and the arrangements and music are done by very talented musicians you may know from local groups, such as Hector Manuel Rivera (pianist and director of Tabaco y Ron,) Joey de Leon (conguero of the Poncho Sanchez band,) Cesar Espinoza (timbalero of Los Duenos del Son,) and so forth. The CD will be available on CD baby soon. However, it can already be purchased by sending a check for $13.50 to Adela Cortez @ P.O. Box 90712, San Bernardino, CA 92427. You can check out some of the other songs in the CD by visiting Esteva's myspace page at http://www.myspace.com/rubenesteva I'm sending a hello to all of you from Albuquerque, New Mexico. And a big happy birthday to my brother, Gersom, in San Jose, Costa Rica, who was born today-thirty seven years ago. ::gasp:: ;) ****************** MARCH 26th, 2008 VidaSalsera.com is pushing towards becoming interactive! It's the way of the future you know! and the only way to keep a wide angle on what goes on around town. So, I have added a new button to the front page called "Community Input," which leads to the message board that I've had for a while, only now re-organized to hopefully get you guys involved. Let me know of events you know that I don't. Share you Salsa adventures, your Salsa pictures, your Salsa complaints, opinions, and so forth. I only have two eyes! so your input will be much welcomed! ****************** MARCH 23rd, 2008 Se murio Cachao. He was old. And lucky. Ninety years is a long time! But for people who produce beautiful music, like Cachao did, even 90 years don't seem enough. I saw Cachao play live at the Hollywood Bowl once, maybe a couple of times, but that venue is so large Cachao looked very tiny on stage. The most memorable concert of his that I had the pleasure to be at was in San Francisco in 2004, in which Cachao performed with his 17 piece band CineSon All-Stars at the Gift Center Pavilion. This was before VidaSalsera.com even existed, but guess what? Even then I was going around with a little camera, not as nice as the one I have now, but the important part is that I have now priceless memories. Searching for the pictures has made me nostalgic. I've done so many fun things over the years and I have been around such nice people that I feel lucky. On the date of this concert, my friends Sue and Kristine, and I, drove up to San Francisco. We went up to dance, not really knowing of Cachao's concert ahead of time. In a strike of good judgment, when we found out about it, we attended. Unbelievably, Cachao would have been 86 already! Anyhow, here's a few of the pictures I took that evening. And here's to the life of Cachao, to the wonderful gift of life that we all have, and to good memories. MARCH 18th, 2008 Martin Espada is one of the very few writers of Latino heritage that are included in the Norton Anthologies of Literature. He is of Puerto Rican descent, born in Brooklyn, New York, and his poems reflect many aspects of his culture, including the music that all of us, VidaSalsera readers, have in common. I am thrilled about his reading and book signing coming up on April 24th at CalState Long Beach. Check him out at http://www.martinespada.net If you like what you see, support his event. I have posted one of his poems on VidaSalsera.com's main page, one that I'm especially fond of because a while back I wrote a college paper about it, " Latin Night at the Pawnshop." And here I am posting another favorite of mine, "Tiburon." Just sharing my enthusiasm. :)
Tiburon - from Trumpets from the Islands of Their Eviction ****************** MARCH 15th, 2008 Heads up! Cocopalm, in Pomona, no longer allows anyone to park in the sides of their long driveway. Unless you're very early to get one of the very few open parking spaces, your options are to pay for valet, or to park outside the property, which is basically undoable as the main street's curb is mostly painted red. Now they have a poor guy shooing people away from parking in the entrance driveway all night long. One of those dream jobs he has! He goes around saying: "it's the Fire Department's fault, not ours!" So, if you're planning to go to Cocopalm I recommend you get there early, or you clean up your car and get your money ready to pay for valet. Since I didn't do either tonight, I left and got on my way to Acapulcos in Montclair. I didn't make it there either. But that's an entire different story... ******************* MARCH 14th, 2008 VidaSalsera.com has a new sponsor. As part of their support they have provided me with a code that will slash a bit more off the price of their shoes. I don't know where else to place this information, as I don't really want to become too commercial, so I'm posting it here, for those of you caring enough to read. You'll get the extra cash for being good nice little readers! hehe. If you go to salsawithstars.com, use the code "dena." That should get you a little deal. I don't really know how much, but anything that saves you money is worth a try! Completely off the subject, did you know that Lynda Carter, the woman that used to be "Wonder Woman," is a singer? She has performed with Kenny Rogers, Tom Jones, and the sort. I had no idea. I loved her when I was a kid. Of course when I was a kid she spoke Spanish. I loved her big necklace, the one she would grab and call "Oh Poderosa Isis!," and Isis would give her special powers and she'd be able to do all sorts of cool stuff. You know, I think to this day I go around buying necklaces that remind me of that one. Still looking for my Isis power! Anyhow, Lynda Carter has a concert coming up at the Kavli Theatre in Thousand Oaks, in case anyone wants to check out Wonder Singer. ******************* MARCH 10th, 2008 This Saturday I did what I had never done in a decade of Salsa. I was terrified and had to consume some Absolute liquid courage, but I participated in the Jack-N-Jill contest at the Harrah's Rincon Casino and had a blast! It was Maria's fault, of Lorenzo and Maria, a lovely couple of dancers who were there. When they called my number, I was to dance with Joe. Joe is an Israeli dancer with a great attitude that clicked with me right away and we had fun. And isn't Salsa mostly about fun?! I laughed tons and tons. It was a first time experience that I'm glad to have had, yet doubt will happen again easily. Believe it or not, I'm shy! Oh... and the best part. Guess who won! ::grin:: I left the place with $150 in my pocket courtesy of Harrah's Rincon Casino, and my partner Joe took the other half! All in a day's work! ****************** MARCH 5th, 2008 This is the week of the San Diego Film Festival. As I do every year, I'm looking forward to being there. The film "Noche de los Innocentes" (The night of the Innocent) will show on Saturday 8th at 6 pm. The awesome Cuban actor Jorge Perugorria is in it, so I'm sure it'll be great. If any of you are going, or are considering going, I'd like to recommend "La Edad de la Peseta" (The funny age.) It is a beautiful Cuban film that I watched at this year's LALIFF, very moving, about the Cuban exodus experience. This movie is Cuba's official entry to the Oscars and the Goya awards this year. There are plenty of movies, of course, from many different countries. The schedule is here: http://www.mediaartscenter.org/atf/cf/{8E35D0C5-BE7E-4967-9F17-601A29771669}/SDLFF08FilmSchedule.xls Besides the long list of films, the San Diego Film Festival throws great parties every year. The first one is this Thursday, March 6th, with live music by Agua Dulce. There'll be another party a week from Thursday and a closing gala celebration on Saturday, March 15th. Always very nice, they're also at a good price. The ticket includes a drink and a pass to a film right before it. The info to the parties is here: http://www.mediaartscenter.org/site/c.dfLIJPOvHoE/b.3888147/ Perhaps I'll see some of you there! I love my San Diego Film Festival! ******************* FEBRUARY 29th, 2008 Problem solving... is what comes easier to some minds than to others. Some of us look at a problem dumbfounded, hoping inspiration will fall from the sky, while other people, like say, my son Caleb, simply look at an issue and come up with a solution, at times so obvious that I must wonder how on earth it didn't occur to me! Here's an example. My eye surgeon said I couldn't wash my hair for at least two weeks after my surgery. Now, have you ever gone two weeks without washing your hair? It's not as easy/pleasant as one may think. Today was one full week for me and I couldn't take it anymore. I whined out loud, "Oh my goodness!! what am I gonna do!! I need to wash my hairrrrrr!!" Caleb said: "Why can't you wash it?" "Because if soap touches my eye is going to hurt very, very much, never mind the risk of infection," I responded. "Hmmm, wear goggles," he said nonchalantly, and shrugged. Wear goggles!! Of course!! wear goggles!! Why on earth did it not occurred to me?!? Anyhow, my hair is washed now. Ahhhh! what a wonderful feeling! Shampooed, conditioned, and fabulous! Now, do not waste your time imagining me naked taking a shower, but for entertainment' sake do take the time to imagine me taking a shower wearing... these... And enjoy the laugh! :D *********************** FEBRUARY 28th, 2008 Son de Tikizia's CD "Pa' Los Pies" is really good. Walter Flores is the group's musical director and, perhaps unknowingly, you may have already heard his work, as he participated with Ruben Blades on the CD "Mundo." The lead vocalist on the "Pa' Los Pies" CD, Alfredo Poveda, for starters has a voice that, at least to me, sounds similar to Blades, or perhaps it seems so because he did second voice for him in "Mundo," and maybe, it's now familiar. I had a hard time deciding which track, out of 5,6,7,9,10 and 11, to load to the VidaSalsera.com's main page. All of them are beautiful songs that will for sure be a pleasure to dance to. The lyrics and music of track #6, Juan Gonzalez, are by Ruben Blades. The rest are the music and arrangements of Walter Flores, who seems to be a brilliant musician, with the lyrics collaboration of Alfredo Poveda, Danilo Castro, Marco Arias, and others. A few songs on the CD are on the experimental side, and rather to attempt to explain it myself, check out the Descarga review by Peter Watrous, http://www.descarga.com/cgi-bin/db/22904.10 which describes it better than I could ever. The CD is available for purchase on Descarga.com. It is also at a better price on CDBaby, and downloadable on mp3 form. Son de Tikizia is a Costa Rican group, but more than biased, I am really proud to hear such good stuff coming from my "madre patria." Check them out! I'm curious to hear what you think. ************************ FEBRUARY 25th, 2008 Well, I think it's now safe to say that I survived. I've been crossing my fingers, without any of you knowing it, for a week now, because I had to go into the hospital to get some surgery done in my left eye. It doesn't matter how many reassurances the doctor gives you, how many times she says to have done the operation successfully in the past, or how great you're told your chances are, going "under the knife" is freaking scary. I was happy to know that I wouldn't have to be put to sleep completely, (I'm just horrified at the thought of never waking up and never even knowing it!) but I have to say that the experience of being awake while they worked in my eye wasn't all that pleasant. Especially the first injection, the one to numb the area, yeah, that one wasn't pretty, in particular the moment when I felt the needle go right into my eyeball!!! Anyhow, I didn't have the heart attack I was afraid I'd have, and my blood pressure did not rise like Old Faithful the way I thought it would. I did not suffer a stroke or stopped breathing. I am alive! My eye a little touchy still, but hey, I even ventured out to see Havana NRG two days after my surgery. How cool is that! Here is a shout to modern technology and to efficient doctors! Gosh ,I love America and everything this country does that's good for all of us. For the next three weeks or so, I can't dance too much or too wildly. Apparently, dancing is considered at "contact sport" that must be taken easy for the first month after eye surgery. I have a hunch that whoever created that hospital list has seen Salsa danced L.A. style! ha! *********************** FEBRUARY 22nd, 2008 If you're not
a parent, I'm going to bore you to death.
I am amazed at my daughter. She's most of the time shy, "urana" like we say in Spanish, meaning that it takes her time to feel comfortable around people. Yet, today she stood in front of a wide hall of people, along with another eighteen kids from her school district, and was one of two who represented her school in the competition. I had my stomach up in a knot and all I was doing was sitting there watching. I can not even imagine what she must have felt up on the stage, standing in front of a table from where five teachers looked at her, minding a microphone placed in front of her mouth, and at once thinking of the spelling of words like "wallow," "sullen," and "discrete." She placed fifth out of eighteen and I am immensely proud of her. Our kids, I mean it in the plural sense - all of our generation of kids, are incredibly smart and talented. It is impressive to see their nerve and their dedication. We just need to figure out how to keep them like that, so that they can grow into productive and creative adults. At least one step forward with each generation!
*********************** FEBRUARY 17th, 2008 The guest list was not honored at The Granada last night... and am I surprised? NO! because it never is... at least, never when I am there. The last time I went there was a list, but I was told my name was not in it, even though I had signed up on Albert's website. Last night, the ladies at the counter said that there was no guest list because it was a special event, EVEN THOUGH there was a place to add one's name to the list on Albert's site, which , in fact, specifically said that the guest list price would be $15 due to the special event! I am inclined to believe it is Albert's, or Albert' staff's intention, to have a guest list that works. Only that from the website to the actual club entrance there's an apparent Bermuda Triangle. It pisses me off, not because the entertainment doesn't deserve the twenty bucks, but because we are led to believe that a deal is available, when it is not. Isn't that false advertisement? Isn't like dangling a carrot and then giving the horse straw? If they're straight with me from the start, I will still go and pay the $20 if I want to catch the show. And that way I could go without having to cuss them out under my breath for pulling the same old shit on me... AGAIN. The worst part is, another year from now, when they have another special guest, I'll go back again I guess - damn it. Although by then I should know better than keep adding myself to an unreliable guest list, like a fool. Good luck to the rest of you that go more than once per year, though. At the very least, the patio is put together again. That is one redeeming thing of this "blessed" club. ...bleh!... Needless to say, however, it was nice to see Jimmy Bosch. He is always a treat. ************************** FEBRUARY 14th, 2008 Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you have all the chocolate you can eat, and a piece more!
Come to find out, the painting is called "Love me, Love my dog." It is the resemblance of Miss Jane Bowles, painted in 1775 by Sir Joshua Reynolds, and it is today part of the Wallace Collection in England. What strong memories seeing this picture has brought! And it will be mine soon, as long as I send $24.99 to AllPosters.com. Not to be mushier than mush already, but see how wonderful Valentines can be! It even found me a picture. *********************** FEBRUARY 3rd, 2008 Keeping up
with a tlog is harder than one may think!
Life now should get back to business as usual. Until the next irregularity comes up, be it surprise or crisis. Completely unrelated, I've written a short story. It's actually a class exercise but since I added some Salsa into it, I'm putting out there for any of you with patience and time who may want to check it out. Comments are welcome; sensitivity cherished. (heh). Click: http://www.vidasalsera.com/browneyedgirl.htm ********************* JANUARY 29th, 2008 Seventeen was a huge year for me growing up. My folks used to tell me that I couldn't even THINK of liking a boy until I turned at least seventeen. Seventeen, until I actually turned seventeen, was a magical number for me. The truth is that nothing really amazing happened to me on that birthday, other than I felt all grown-up. From there to here it has felt like a skip... only that today my own son is turning seventeen. How on earth this happened I have no idea. How did he get so old while I stayed exactly the same?!? ...one of those mysteries of nature.... heh. I am most thankful to life and nature for allowing me to live to see him this old. He has certainly grown up into a tall, handsome, good kid, whether he wants to believe it or not. He has giving me seventeen hassle free years and many opportunities to feel proud. If he knew I'm saying all of this here, he'd be mortified, but here it is. Happy, Happy birthday to my firstborn Caleb!
******************** JANUARY 27th, 2008 I hate getting stepped on on the dance floor. When I get stepped on by one (or more) of the "super fabulous" dancers of L.A., I hate it even more, because you'd think, dancing as often as they do, they would know better. I also think, the more one dances, the more one would understand that it is impossible to expect one eighth of the floor just for one's personal use. However, it often seems to work in the opposite way... the more steps they know the more room they need for their unscheduled performances. I'm trying to blow steam and be nice at once here. No names! ********************* JANUARY 26th, 2008 Here is the one time of the year when I'm glad to be poor. I stayed in last night and did my taxes. Mr. TurboTax and I spent a couple of hours together - Turbo asked and I responded - and at the end Turbo thought the government outta send me some money. This morning I got an e-mail - Turbo telling me that the IRS agreed - Uncle Sam is sending me something something! aahhhh niiiiiiiiice. And they say being poor sucks! ********************* JANUARY 24th, 2008 My folks are in town from Costa Rica. And instead of sunny California, they came just in time to see the Angeleno rain. Our 40 degrees in the early mornings and evenings keep them wrapped up in the jackets and hoping for the warmth of the next cup of coffee. Heredia (the Costa Rican province where they now live)'s temperature is 78 F in average, so our temperatures here are more than 30 degrees cooler than what they're used to. However, they're enjoying visiting with their grandchildren, even if it means they have to keep up with our crazy schedules of work, school, and routine. Equally, I think they enjoy the parenting role they regain immediately once I am under a same roof with them. And nature is so powerful, that even against my own purpose, I find myself liking the feeling of protection; the luxury of being again a chick under the hen's wing. They'll be going home in a couple of weeks, and I'll go back to being my family's mother ship, the control center, and the supermom I, at least, try to be. But for now, I think I'll let them comment on my hair-do, on my health, on the stuff I should and shouldn't do, and the crazy things I'm sure are wive's tales, but that they believe as certain. The honest truth is, I'm liking it. ********************* JANUARY 20th, 2008 The good news is my internet service is back up. The guy finally showed up Saturday morning. NAMM was fabulous today. Best way to describe me: like a kid in a candy store. However, I am beat. The place is huge and requires tons of walking, and on top of that I had the bright idea of wearing high heels. :duh: Take a look at the pictures folks. Hope you like them. I do! ********************* JANUARY 18th, 2008 The update is ridiculous. I still have no internet at home. I waited for the cable guy during the two-hour window they gave me, just to find out at the end that the technician's visit had been cancelled. Needless to say I was irate but that makes no difference in the fact that I'm still disconnected from the world. Word is they'll be coming over Saturday morning. We'll see. Meanwhile, from this Starbucks, I'll say last night at El Floridita was fun! I have a short clip of Irizarri on the timbales, which I'll process as soon as I have decent internet "accomodations." NAMM is happening as we speak. I'll be working hard in showing you as much as possible of what I see over the next couple of days. ************************ JANUARY 16th, 2008 The cable connection at home is dead. By the time I got there yesterday at 3.30 pm, nor the cable TV or the internet were working. I thought it'd be some sort of maintenance downtime that'd be fixed after a while, but by 11 pm it was clear that something was wrong. The possibility that I'd forgotten to pay the bill came to mind, but no, that wasn't it. After several attempts calling the cable company's technical support, it was determined that they had no idea what was wrong and that a technician will have to come into the house and take a look. - "So can he come tomorrow?" - "Sorry ma'am, tomorrow is all taken. The earliest would have to be Thursday. And by the way, ma'am, you must be home for a four hour window to wait for our technician." So, now, to add insult to injury, I have to find a way to escape work Thursday afternoon so that I can open the door for the cable guy. Meanwhile, my little family is feeling disconnected from the world. Apparently we're all more attached to our e-mails than we realized. Last night, for the first time in literally years, I used the yellow pages book. And shame on us, but we actually missed our "Bravo" channel. At which point I became so dependent on my laptop I'm not sure, but I can't wait for the cable guy to get home tomorrow. Just like I couldn't wait this morning to make it to Starbucks. ************************** JANUARY 14th, 2008 I love Salsa. The music itself. Throughout the past decade I have developed an appreciation for the musicians, the voices, the individual sounds of the instruments, and an ear to identify what is good from what is great. I’ve learned the names of bands, those famous from years past and those growing and advancing today. I’ve learned, and keep on learning, about the history of the genre, how it got here, and who the main characters in its story have been. However, the dedicated love for the music that I feel today matured from a different, very strong first love; a crush I developed a decade ago… with Salsa dancing. I was at a bar with some girlfriends one night ten years ago, one of the first outings after a divorce and also the beginning of going back to my Latin roots after many years of being out of it. The bar had a little dance floor where couples danced to mixes of cumbia, salsa, rock en espanol, and the sort. Nothing major, most everyone just moved back and forth to the music. However, this one particular night I saw a couple that danced completely different than anyone else. They moved in perfect unison, they took larger steps than the rest, the guy had a Don-Juan-look-at-me attitude about him, and the blond girl with him seemed to be in a trance. Perhaps even his suit helped hike up the overall impression. The point is that I was very much taken and at the first chance I got I asked them where they had learned to dance like that. The guy told me they took lessons at a place called “Giggles” in Glendale. He said that Giggles had "Salsa night" on Saturdays. The following week I stepped into Giggles for the first time, and that was the beginning of this, my love affair with Salsa, or like the movie goes: “the beginning of a beautiful friendship.” Those of you who have known me for a decade now know that I became a sight at Giggles only rivaled in permanence by its furniture. With the years though, I saw in my “crush” more than just a pretty “face.” I saw its depth, the beauty in something that went deeper than twirling, and, somehow, at some point, I fell in love with the real McCoy…. the music. Today I enjoy dancing, not in the same way I did back in my Giggle years. I no longer enjoy a thousand turns, can not even imagine getting up from a neck drop, and definitely do not worry about the color of my chonies in case of an aerial, as I, believe it or not! used to do. Today I enjoy dancing with the same intensity that I enjoy standing next to the stage to see the band members do their thing; to see how this fabulous music happens. Somehow I find myself squat in the middle of two worlds, the world of the musicians, to which I really don’t belong because I don’t play a thing, and the world of the dancers, from which I have somewhat separated because the dancing alone doesn’t quite do it for me anymore. I’m a link in the middle of the two. I walk on the fence. I step here and there and look at both sides from the center. And I guess because I am in the middle I get satisfaction from both sides, as I also get poked and irked from both of them. I’m saying all of this because yesterday at the Descarga event someone said something that bugged me. And the reason WHY it bugged me is what I have been trying to figure out. One of the DJs said that Descarga was born to provide people a venue where they could enjoy Salsa without having to worry about twirls and steps. “Five years ago,” he said, and I paraphrase, “there was no place to enjoy Salsa unless you could twirl and turn and do crazy steps. We wanted a place where people could just come to enjoy the music.” Somehow, that bugged me. Of course he said that right after Dave and I had finished dancing one of the songs with our steps that include turns and twirls, so maybe my reaction was partly one of a presumed chastised ego. I do agree the music should be available to everyone, dancer and non-dancer, fancy stepper or simple stepper. On the other hand, I don’t think the fancy dancer should be made feel unwelcome. It was the oddest thing… my dancer ego was offended, while my music-fan ego agreed. It was like the cartoon of the guy with an angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other. After thinking about it, I’ve concluded this is what comes with my territory; what comes with this playing on the painted line in the middle of two activities that I’m rather equally fond of. I’m happy that events like Descarga exist, which bring the music to whoever wants to hear it. And I hope that somehow they'll know that part of MY relationship with this music involves a certain amount of twirling and turning. And there’s nothing I can do about it. ********************** JANUARY 11th, 2008
And I, who admittedly am a rather bad patriot – there’s no much that makes me sigh for the land of my birth – will confess that seeing an Imperial throws me back to Barrio La Cruz de San Cayetano, San Jose, Costa Rica, in a flash. It’s just one of those things. If I see it, I must have it. Trouble is, in a city like Los Angeles, where everything seems to be accessible, Imperial beer is most often not. There’s a Costa Rican restaurant in Anaheim that sells them with dinner, and over a year ago I found a six pack in a liquor store in the goodness forgotten land of Niland, during our trip to Slab City. And that was it… … until last month, when the most incredible thing happened. I was going to my friend Lisa’s house for a holiday party and needed to pick up something to drink. I stopped at the gas station down my street, the Mobil basically in the corner, and voila! Guess what I found!! Imperiales! The gas station's owner said he has a customer that will buy a case off him each month. Some “white guy” (his words not mine) who went to Costa Rica once and came back in love with the beer. I told him I’d be his second best customer starting at that very moment. Anyhow, I’m talking about it today because my car’s tank needed to be filled last night, and while at the register, paying for the gas and the Imperiales, it dawned on me that I’d never had so much fun refilling my car ‘til now! Imperiales anyone? ******************* JANUARY 9th, 2008 There's a fellow student in a writing class I'm taking, heavily accented, I'm guessing Haitian, who volunteered to read his short story out loud today. The tale was about a young woman addicted to crack, whose baby was taken away at birth by Social Services because it showed signs of prenatal addiction. Not able to put herself together, the stress of loosing the baby threw the woman into a downward spiral that left her in Skid Row, where drugs are easier to find than food, and where she began to prostitute herself to keep her habit. There was no happy ending to the story. We were just left with the uncomfortable feeling of having peeked into someone's hopeless reality. Immediately, I had a mental flashback to the homeless I saw in San Francisco over New Years. I wondered how many of them would tell a similar story if asked, when I was brought back to the room by the clapping of the class, encouraged by the professor. The story was opened for discussion. The last step is always to have the writer tell about the source of his/her inspiration. My fellow student said, "Until I started coming to school, that was my life." He has lived in Skid Row in cardboard boxes, eaten out of garbage cans, and been addicted to drugs. He just fictionalized his life by assigning a female character to it. Today, a respectably looking man in his forties, he sat in a classroom and read a beautifully constructed story to a group of 20. I was so impressed that I had to say: "Wow, good for you. Congratulations." So did everyone else. The cliché is that every person has a story, but the cliché is true. And sometimes, the story is so impressive that it leaves you inspired and in awe, even if it was just meant as a writing exercise. ******************** JANUARY 8th, 2008 The problem with the holidays is that they are over fast! My friend Adrianne, who is of Mexican descent and a strong Catholic, once told me that the Christmas decorations should stay up until January 8th, the day of the "Reyes" celebration, when some families get together one more time and share a loaf of bread, which has, someplace within it, a plastic baby figurine, meant to symbolize "the Child." I've never been to a "Dia de los Reyes" celebration, only have been given its description, but I sort of adopted the January 8th date, if not out of religious reasons, certainly out of shameless convenience. Yet, here we are, January 8th, and our Christmas tree still stands, a wooden snowman has been enduring the rain right outside our door, and every so often one of the kids still pushes the button of the Jazz Santa on our living room table that fills the house with a saxophone version of "Santa Claus is coming to town." I do realize that after tomorrow even the people who stretch the holidays to the max will frown at my Christmas decorations... I do know they must come down... So perhaps semi-unconsciously I've sabotaged myself into forcing me to go to the garage, grab the empty boxes, stuff them, walk the boxes back to the garage, blah blah blah... the load of work that entails to put Christmas away: I've invited my friend William and his kids over on Sunday - if the calendar is not enough motivation, for sure social embarrassment will! won't it? I wouldn't dare to still have the tree up for their visit on January 13th!..... would I ?? Perhaps I'll tell you on Monday! ********************* JANUARY 6th, 2008 Eleven years ago tonight I was a very uncomfortable woman. I was huge, swollen, eating nervously knowing that midnight would be the start of many hours hungry, since at 7 a.m. I'd be admitted into a Glendora hospital. What a difference a few hours made! By 8 a.m., on January 7th, 1997, the princess of my heart, my daughter Chelsea, was born. She will be eleven tomorrow. What an incredible experience being a mother is. Sometimes almost surreal. As she sat on my lap today, mainly because I made her as I reminisced about her birth, I could barely assimilate that this completely separate person, just as tall as me by a few inches, eleven years ago still was IN me. Now she is an individual that has somehow decided tomatoes are good cooked but not raw, that Dennys is ghetto, and that someday she'd like to write for the New York Times. How fabulous she is! How entertaining! What do you get a girl who has more stuff than space for her birthday? I ended up asking her, "Is there something you want in particular?" She said, "Not really, what I wanted you already got me for Christmas." -"So what should we do then?" -"Well, how about going to the ceramics place in Monrovia?" "The ceramics place" is called Paint and Play, on Myrtle Ave, in the city of Monrovia. They have all sorts of shapes and figures made out of clay, already "cooked," they say "fired," waiting only to be painted, glazed, and taken home by a happy artist. This afternoon, around 5.30 pm, and after a couple of hours of work, three happy artists came out of Paint and Play carrying an unicorn, a shoe, and a treasure chest. That was my daughter's 11th birthday present, which somehow turned out to be a present for all of us - memories. Tomorrow we will check on our ceramics to be sure they've properly dried, and will round up the birthday festivities with a nice dinner. I had no idea eleven years ago tonight of who was coming to me, but I have spent the last eleven years looking at her in amazement. Happy birthday to my beautiful Chelsea. **************************** JANUARY 4th, 2008 Marjane
Satrapi was born in Rasht, Iran, in 1969. She grew up in Tehran
and eventually moved to Vienna. She studied illustration in
Strausburg. She has authored four graphic novels based on her life
growing up in Iran. Her movie, Persepolis, is based on her graphic
novels.
Persepolis means "City of Persians." The movie is a black and white cartoon, of sorts. With graphics it delivers a serious and interesting story about life in Iran since the 1970s. Persepolis is shown only at the Laemmle's Theater in Beverly Hills right now. Sounds like a long way to go just for a cartoon, but we did it, and it was worth it. About the movie: http://www.sonyclassics.com/persepolis/ ********************* JANUARY 2nd, 2008 Our New Years celebration was non-Salsa, although DJ Aykut did play Celia's "La vida es un carnaval." I posted our pictures at http://www.vidasalsera.com/newyears08.htm The following are varied pictures of stuff in San Francisco - don't really fit anywhere except here, but I think they're fun. [click to enlarge] [photogallery/photo00003291/real.htm]
************************************* JANUARY 1st, 2008 - Happy New Year! I'm still on the Spanish Harlem. Here's a short clip of SHO in action. Luisito Quintero first on timbales, then a turn to Karl Perazzo [of Santana and of Avance,] who was in the audience and was invited up. [video removed] [I still have it, so let me know if you wish to see it!] ******************************* DECEMBER 31st, 2007 (update) With the Spanish Harlem Orchestra was Oscar Hernandez, Marco Bermudez, Ray de la Paz, Willie Torres, Luisito Quintero, Maximo Rodriguez, Harry King, Jimmy Bosch, George Delgado, and I'm missing four or five other names. They played for about 90 minutes, including a brand new song written by Oscar just last week, called "La Fiesta Empezo," with lyrics by Marco Bermudez. I have a short clip of it, although I'm not supposed to have a clip at all (Yoshis doesn't like to share.) Anyone curious let me know. ;) Here's one of only two pictures I took. Yoshis was fighting picture taking and so a good angle was impossible. Sorry about the big head in the middle of the shot. :(
************************ DECEMBER 31st, 2007 Time flies when you're having fun. December 30th came and went and I never got to the computer. It is now 12:55 am in the last day of 2007. The Spanish Harlem Orchestra was wonderful just a few hours ago. Yoshis is a nice, medium size, jazz club in Oakland, that sold out this week for the SHO every night, twice each night, since Wednesday. We made it in on Sunday to their second show at 9.00 pm. Only expected face missing was Chino Nunez. In his place was Luisito Quintero. The music was all fantastic. Yoshis is small enough that no matter where one is sitting it is still at a good distance. Besides a jazz club, it is also a sushi restaurant, so during the performance one can order from the sushi bar. We ordered a spicy tuna roll, which I would never have even mentioned, had we ever gotten it. We were refunded for it at the end of the night. Earlier on Sunday we stopped at my most favorite Salsa place in S.F. - Jelly's, and it did not disappoint. I just love the place! Saturday night we spent at Cafe Cocomo dancing to the music of Pepe y su Orquesta. We're getting to be masters at S.F. public transportation. It'd be nice if L.A. had the same transport system. Easy, fast, reliable, at a fragment of the cost we have in L.A. for gas alone. Sure, in one out of five trips or so there'll be a smelly hobo in the cable car with you, but hey... every one has places to get to I guess. Time to sleep. *********************** DECEMBER 29th, 2007 San Francisco is wet. It's raining just slightly - not enough to make us pull out an umbrella but wet enough to get our feet wet. It should dry up tonight according to the weather forecast. Hotel Aida is right on Market St., in the buzz of the city, the cable cars, the shopping stores... and the homeless. It's an old building with small rooms. We're on the sixth floor. Our room has a window with a wooden frame that opens up wide and tall with no resistance - a mother's worse nightmare. Good thing is just the two of us this time. The sink is one of those that force you to wash your hands one at a time - one hand under the water, the other holding the faucet open. There's an old toilet -the kind without a tank. The bathroom has a small window that opens into the core of the building for ventilation - it's one of those crawling spaces where action always happens in action movies. Makes me wonder if I'll see a guy crawl by if I leave it open. The other hotel guests are interesting to watch. They all look as if they came from a far away place and most have accents. I'm noticing them as I sit in the lobby. Hotel Aida has internet connection only in the lobby and first floor. An old man, hands full with coffee and donuts, stood just a minute ago in front of the elevator and yelled, "Elevator!" He kept on looking at the man at the reception, as if he could open the elevator for him from behind the counter. I set my laptop aside and pressed the call button for him. "I think you're supposed to press this button for the elevator to open," I said. The door opened. "Thanks," he said, got in and the door closed behind him. I'm entertained. Hotel Aida is clean, and will be fine for the two of us. Hotel Britton, however, where we stayed the last time, just a block away from here, is better. **************************************** DECEMBER 28TH, 2007 I hope someone knows it takes a brave woman to keep on writing in a tlog that got a total of two hits in an entire day. Not Bhutto brave, but brave anyhow - this could very well end up being a conversation with myself. But..."If you build it, they will come." Well, let's see. There's a bus service called the MegaBus [http://www.megabus.com ] David read about it some place - the newspaper I believe. It services a few cities, including Los Angeles, and from here it goes to the San Francisco area, San Diego, Las Vegas and Arizona. Their buses are in great shape, contain a toilet, overhead storage, and TV screens. The ticket prices are very good, the earlier one buys them the better, I'm talking as cheap as $10 one way LA-S.F. In these times, when gas makes car travel rather expensive, the MegaBus is a great option. Besides the price, there's something to be said about having someone else make the drive while we read, watch a movie, eat, talk, or snooze all the day up. So far we've gone to San Francisco and Las Vegas on the MegaBus. Both successful trips. Tonight we're hoping on it again, on our way to San Francisco. We'll leave L.A. out of Union Station at 11 pm and should be in S.F. tomorrow by 6 am. We'll receive 2008 over there. The Spanish Harlem Orchestra is at Yoshi's in Oakland tomorrow. Jelly's at the Pier is a must for me on Sunday. Monday is New Years and we'll do the middle eastern thing - on account of my Lebanese-Jewish-Italian man. I should have plenty to tlog about for the next few days. ************************************************ DECEMBER 27th, 2007 I suppose any aspiring writer wants a blog. Mostly because every other aspiring writer he or she knows already owns one. So, of course, I've been wanting a blog of my own for a while now. Trouble was, until today, I wasn't completely sure of what a blog is officially supposed to be. Tonight I did my homework though. Turns out that I did not want a blog after all. What I was looking for is called a tumblelog, because, according to Wikipedia: "A tumblelog or tlog is a variation of a blog, that favors short-form, mixed-media posts over the longer editorial posts frequently associated with blogging. Common post formats found on tumblelogs include links, photos, quotes, dialogues, and video. Unlike blogs, this format is frequently used to share the author's creations, discoveries, or experiences without providing a commentary." So yeah, a tumblelog is what I wanted. First of all because I not always have enough to say to create a long post, and second, because as you may already know, I love pictures, videos, and the tid-bits and out of the blue things I find in my walk through life. Therefore, today, December 27th, 2007 I start my tumblelog. I'll call it tlog for expedience sometimes. It'll be about the bits and pieces of my Salsa Life [yeah, mi VidaSalsera,] which many a time will include Salsa and its world, but just as often will be about something else, because, truthfully, life is too wonderful, and puzzling, to care only about dancing. I'll have to mention the major things that happen every day - the good, the bad and the ugly. And the very bad and the very ugly, like Benazir Bhutto's killing of today. And the wonder of what possesses such a woman to put herself in danger, a Harvard and Oxford graduate that could have led a life of luxury in any other country... I don't know what would move me enough to put the humble comfort of my laptop on my kitchen table in danger, other than the wellbeing of my children that is. Anyhow... The ultimate would be to have someone read my ranting. So, if you are, don't hesitate, like the cool kids say, to "holla'!" Some people knit, some people golf, I like to think I write. ~ dena |
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