Musicians of Plaza Garibaldi.

One day, in early 1996, I was on Church Street and rented Desperado starring Antonio Banderas. That movie, along with the song Mexico by James Taylor formed an impression in my teenage mind of an unrealistically romantic Mexico full of guitar playing mariachi/vigilantes and incredibly beautiful women with impossibly sexy accents. The music was everything.  Arguably my favoriteContinue reading “Musicians of Plaza Garibaldi.”

Maybe

One of my favorite phenomenons in rock & roll is when a performer is a shy person who transforms into a champion tour de force who grabs everybody in the stadium’s heart when he or she let their talent rip. That burst of confidence that lets them flow like pure steel in front of 50,000Continue reading “Maybe”