With the current xenophobia running rampant in this country wrapped in patriotism it is hard to make the case that we need to listen.
Think. Reason it out. It does not matter now.
Either we unite under one nation or we splinter in to a pseudo sovereign void. Not about the left or the right anymore. You can't white wash a nation. We can destroy ourselves but we can't go back.
I get tired of trying to talk to people who will not listen. And the ones that do listen are just fed up. How much more can you take in one day? You can't keep ingesting negativity.
I don't want to. Not today.
Which is why the spirits and or random DNA cells allow for music. This is just a short clip from a performer named Gaby Moreno. She was busting serious vocals at Make Music Pasadena 2012.
I was across the street at Samy's Camera getting a new memory card. I walk out the door and I hear this voice booming from half a block away.
I mosey on over to Memorial Park and there she was blending that Guatemalan voice around blues licks from some African from long ago. The ugliness, stupidity and mendacity of the world no longer mattered.
We who heard her were bound in a place of music. No ID card required. For more information about Gaby you can visit her Facebook page.