May 29, 2012
Hola, baby.
![[IMAGE] Havana cars](/blog/blogpix/Havana-cars-rear.jpg)
…about the musicSurfacing.
Back.
From Cuba.
It was a profound trip, and I’m still searching for the best ways in which to describe it all.
More rum will probably help. That is, if there’s any left.
This is a country of great beauty and mind-boggling contradictions. Of enormous potential and infuriating limitations.
Of fantastic, fantastic, music and art and people.
It is a place that is stubbornly stuck, looking backward to an era that at the time appeared forward-looking to many.
So for a post or two, I’ll substitute images far from my kelpy home for those far from my comfort level. And maybe yours.
I’ll be back. To Cuba, someday, because it’s riveting.
And right here on this blog, very soon, because I have glimpses to share, if I can find the words.
And the rum.
![[IMAGE] Havana cars](/blog/blogpix/Havana-cars-front.jpg)
Glenn Buttkus said,
May 30, 2012 @ 3:16 pm
Great shots of the vintage Chevrolets, and one Ford, that seem to still be running and being used; maybe because they do not have high mileage on them; driving across the island or around it must not be like a coast to coaster here in the big America. Cars on SJI must keep low mileage too.
Enjoyed the IMMERSION @ 1:58. You know every time I hear some of your music, I try harder to hit the lotto, so that I can make a movie, and hire you to score it. Ah yes, the dreams of old men, old poets, and the mentally fragile.
Alex Shapiro said,
May 30, 2012 @ 3:22 pm
Cubans drive the vintage cars because they have no money to acquire newer ones. They rebuild. And rebuild. And, rebuild again… engines, transmissions, paint jobs when possible… to us it’s stylish, but that’s because most of us have a choice as to what to drive. Over there, there ain’t many choices.
I’d love to score a film again, despite my mentally fragile state. Ha! Hit the lotto, Glenn!