The rage for la musica Cubana shows no signs of abating. Sometimes, though, too much of a good thing is not always a good thing. When not handled properly, the normally fiery rhythms and syncopations associated with the Latin tinge can be reduced to tired cliches. I, for one, don’t want to hear another vamping pianist clumsily treading a worn-out clave underneath those ubiquitous bass-conga-brass textures.
But wait. Here’s something different. Deliciously so.
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