What Are You Listening To?

Got this stuck in my head last night at work, haven't thought of it in 25 years. Shared it with my coworker who never heard it.

Montuno said:

Concha Buika and Javier Limón live.
Emotion and beauty in bulk; it makes my hair stand on end, and as I am so hairy, I look like a hedgehog....:

In the twilight
Of this divine and dark night
On the tundra
That populates my soul always awake
A lament is heard as a prelude to the dead hours
Hours that pass with the agony of a slow death
Silence returns to dress my saint in gold
The memory of my grandmothers returns to make me strong in the wait
The records that taught me to adore music come back.
My father came back after twenty years
Oh if you came back
If you came back I'd dress you in gold my saint
I'd silence things so you could hear my desperate singing
If you came back I'd dress you in gold my saint
I would silence things so that you could hear my desperate song
If you came back I'd dress you in gold my saint
I'd silence things so you could hear my desperate song
If you came back I would dress you in gold my saint
Let the world stand still so that you could hear my desperate song...

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powerful...no doubt anyone that would have been sitting in that room was fkn floored

Montuno said:

Right !!! Believe me: when I drop the machete and put the muzzle on the Presa Canario, you even feel like hugging me...(joking)

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...you sure are full of surprises mate.

Spanish hip-hop tribute to Tito Puente and Carlos Santana:

Mucho Muchacho y sus 7 Notas 7 Colores con el Profesor Ángel Dust...

Some drippy soundtrack while i think about the day

Ooommmmm

I dream at night, I dream in the daytime
I dream of death, I dream of melancholy
I dream of the sun and to see you someday
Dreams, dreams are dreams and life is over
Must' to walk, calmly but without haste
Learn to value and enjoy what you don't notice
The small moments are the ones that will make you vibrate
Only you have to learn to value
I dream of the air or of being able to return
To kiss your lips again at every dawn
To feel you in my arms, to feel that pleasure
To feel like a child, like that sunset
I dream of being free and of giving free rein to time.
Today I dream I have you, I'm catching my breath
I smell the wind of you, I dream of your being
Life is passing us by and we can't go backwards...

I dream of the night or I dream of the day
I dream of death, I dream I melancholy
I dream of the sun and to be able to see you someday
Dreams, dreams are dreams and life is over
Must' to walk, calmly but without haste
You'll learn to value and enjoy what you don't notice
The little moments are the ones that will make you vibrate
Only you have to learn to appreciate
Positive vibration
Eh-eh...

I dream of the sand, I dream of the sea
I dream of the magic of the moment and the place
I dream of mountains, I dream of flying
I dream that I have wings and they want to steal them from me
I dream of peace I, I dream of Baghdad I
I dream of hypocrisy me, I dream every day me
I dream of waking up, I dream of Iraq I
I dream when I go to bed, I dream of hunger
I dream of my dreams...

I dream I dream I dream
I dream I dream I dream...

I dream at night (Eh-eh, eh-eh)
I dream in the daytime (Ah-ah, uh-ah)
I dream at night (Eh-eh, eh-eh)
Dream by Day (Ah-ah, uh-ah)
Sleep at night (Eh-eh, eh-eh)
Dream by Day (Ah-ah, uh-ah)
Dream at night (Eh-eh, eh-eh)
Eh-eh, eh-eh
Eh-eh, eh-eh

If you ever visit the city of Seville and you come across a guy dressed in a superhero cape over a Bob Marley T-shirt, smoking Congolese weed, accompanied by his faithful and inseparable friend... You know you've just crossed paths with the Protector of the City: El Niño Guey: