Gabriel Takes In A Charanga Habanera Matinee

Yesterday afternoon at Casa de La Musica Galliano

It might not have been a full house but it was probably as full as it can be without shutting the doors. The place was heaving. The house music was blaring. The Bucanero was spilling. There was piles of beer cans and stacks of plates with chicken bones and cold chips. Puddles of beer on the floor. People slipping. I wondered what I was doing there. Especially when the house ended and the reggaeton started. Then, about 7.15, some salsa. Yay! Almost got me in the mood! Then Con la conciencia tranquila was cut off by the Casa’s theme song, and llegó la orquesta in a flurry of badly mixed pre-recorded music.

After some posing by the band, the singers finally appeared - all five of them (Dantes is still in the line-up). They had some homoerotic cowboy thing going on with checked shirts and faded jeans (a big improvement in all that shiny shit they used to wear). All buff of course. Dantes maybe one of the oldest, but he is also by far the prettiest. He thought so too: whenever he despeloted, he looked down to admire his nether regions. And how pretty they were.

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