He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves, her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it. He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Weekend Update Part 2
Weekend Update Part 2.
I almost forgot I played for a boda (wedding) in San Miguel Allende on Saturday. These fotos were taken before I played.
Templo Parroquia is the church located in the center of San Miguel. It's a very popular place to get married. On Saturdays the weddings never stop. The Mariachis and the giant puppets are waiting for the end of the wedding that concluded just before I got started.
Working weddings in Mexico is very similar to when I use to play with the Calypso bands in Chicago. I have pretty good memory for melody and the calypso guys never had any charts, other than a few ideas written out on napkins. Since I could remember where to put the horn lines they always called me for the gigs.
When I show up to play a wedding in Mexico the leader will say, "You know, this one.." and then he sings a bit and I nod and say yes I know that. Then he usually say's, "I'll point to you when you are to start." Alright, let's do it.
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