There is so much history in this picture, telling a story of music and friendship that reaches back over 50 years to the island of Puerto Rico and extending all the way to right to this very minute. We immersed ourselves in music Saturday night, taking in so much I could gargle and spray it into the night air like champagne. Golden notes spill out of my pockets and my footprints track a glissando path to the cheap burnt coffee in the office break room. No es cafe con leche este morning, but tendria hacer que no?
We woke to the first real change in the weather yesterday morning, and I am making a motion that anecdotal time begins on the first touch of fall air in Tallahassee. It is now 2013. Bienvenidos!
Time to make resolutions, and mine is to be in the right places at the right times, and I am not talking about work.
Toma! Baile! Viva!
Es todo verdad.
That’s probably all wrong but you know what I mean and I know what you mean so there.
We also caught this sweet young lady’s other act- West Hexes, Thursday night, and the Sarah Mac band Friday night. It was a musical bonanza.
damn, I miss it all going to bed at 9pm.
I want to hear MORE of the music. I want my coffee to magically become cafe con leche which never tastes the same in my own kitchen! I wish I were Cubana so I could be dramatic and it would be normal rather than just being a drama queen!
“Time to make resolutions, and mine is to be in the right places at the right times, and I am not talking about work.”
Moab/Colorado plateau spring 2013….be there or be square.