P IS FOR PANAMA
Not super sure why I’m starting with the second part of the Panama series: I’m so anal about my taxonomies, I almost made this blog follow alphabetic order. But talking about any sorts of rules in connection to this recording is so meaningless: better move your hips. And lips! Such hearty, flavorful music is rare, and I think it might easily be one of my all-time favorites that I’ve written about here. My absolute favorites a are “Te Toca Tocar La Tumbar”, which puts a bizzare, trippy spin on the salsa equation; “La Escoba” because it reminds me of old Russian women singing hysterically and of caboverdian Anthonio Sanchez I’d written about previously; and “Love Letters”, which would definitely be the soundtrack to the romantic dance scene in my movie, were I to make one.
