Maybe it was the fact that I have listened to his songs my entire life and still able to sing them despite my inability to carry a conversation in Spanish- or maybe it was the realization of being in the presence of a living legend.
Maybe it was because he sounded so much better live than any CD I have ever heard.
Maybe it was the large amounts of alcohol we consumed at Cazuelas Mary before the concert ( remember to sip Gran Patron; don't shoot it).
Or maybe it was the fact that this would be his final year performing and there will be no "old-school" Reys de Rancheras to fill his mighty boots...
Whatever the case may be, when Chente's powerful voice traveled through my ears this past Saturday night, I cried.
I cried hard and often throughout that night. I did not care who seen me or if I had mocos smeared across my face.
Hearing those songs Saturday filled me up with emotion from blessed memories throughout my life, memories shared with people I love deeply and those precious few no longer with us.
Sweet it was indeed and I am so thankful to have witnessed him in the flesh. Oh yeah- the young lady that came onto the stage and sang alongside Chente sounded awesome.
We were all blown away- she kicked major cola. Volver...Volver
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