If you love salsa, please read on. Go get a cup of coffee, silence your phone and let me enlighten you of how my faith was restored in one day. Faith, you ask? Yes, we all have problems, such as jobs we levitra 40 mg don’t like, family members that drive
us crazy and circumstances that we cannot readily change. But, to me, salsa music has the power buy viagra online of 10 therapists without an expensive bill at the end of each session.
When you are in the presence of salsa therapists, like Plena Libre, Moncho Rivera, Eddie Santiago and Bobby Valentin, you realize the bliss that comes over you is the sound of timbales and soneos. Within such magic of melody, you find yourself in a moment of happiness and with an attitude of gratitude. Life is great. You can play air timbales and people understand. But most importantly, your troubles stay far-far behind.
For this bliss, one man is responsible, Pedro natural viagra foods Arroyo, a main founder of El Día Nacional de la Zalsa, which took place on this March 23rd in San Juan, Puerto Rico at the Estadio Hiram Bithorn. And yours truly was there!
“A towering man who was regarded as an icon in Puerto Rico, Arroyo was a fierce defender of salsa as a genre, and in 1983, he presented the first Día Nacional de la Zalsa to celebrate the music and its artists,” Billboard Biz wrote. “The event’s name had “Zalsa” spelled with an initial Z, referencingZ-93 (WZNT-FM), the SBS-owned salsa station network Arroyo programmed until his death. Arroyo
also programmed other SBS-owned Puerto Rican stations, including pop network
Estereotempo and Ritmo 96.”
Arroyo was man with a vision (who I hope is resting in peace and to whom I will be forever grateful – Dios lo tenga en su Gloria) made it his personal business to communicate to the masses that salsa music is aggressively addicting, touching and moving. It was he who would set aside every third Sunday of March on which “mulatos de la genero” would get together and celebrate generic cialis
by putting together an all day salsa event. And this past third Sunday the tradition continued.
This event entices with “un quita y pon” of artists and bands that you won’t see together again on any other occasion. The event has grown so big in the last 31 years that the government of Puerto Rico declared every 3rd Sunday of March National Day of Salsa.
Slap me silly and clap “la clave” because I plan to make this a yearly trip! “Ya que esto no se da en Chicago, me monto en un avión, Y que se chave to’ canadian online pharmacy compai.”
To say the least El Día Nacional de la Zalsa is undoubtedly as vivacious as the Super Bowl; as important as the Olympics; and has as much anticipation as a presidential election. To me, what beating is to a heart; what water is to a flower; what blood is to a vein – surely cocolos would agree with me! Truly a bucket-list-worthy event and a not-to-be-missed celebration and exhibition of how powerful salsa music really is! “Pa cortarse las venas.”
The celebration starts in the parking lot, the tailgate parties include plenty of pitorro, fired-up BBQ grills and the very talented groups of local musicians who play outdoors and draw dancing crowds prior to the commencement of the event. No one in attendance is considered strangers, “aquí todos somos familia,” were the words heard as you walked passed, and if you are offered a shot of pitorro (which I was) – you better take it. Boricuas don’t take ‘no’ for an answer!
The joy and pride on the faces of all attendees can be described as heartfelt and contagious. Many of them wore custom-made T-shirts with phrases like “Yo Soy Cocolo” (Cocolo = die-hard salsa lover) and “Yo Soy De Aquí” (I am from here – Puerto Rico). Others recited the name of their pueblo and the word “Presente” in bold. Some wore the name and logos of their salsa groups while others showcased printed pictures of their favorite salsa singers who have passed on.
Z93, Puerto Rico’s top salsa radio station, has been continuing the legacy of this event to which sellout crowds is a normality – one can only dream than an event of this monstrosity would one day make it to the doorsteps of Chicago.
Oh, how wonderful it would be? Just imagine the Pritzker Pavilion adorned with Puerto Rican flags and kiosk selling tostones, jibaritos, alcapurrias, shaffer, medallas and Ron Don Q? Would you go and wear a Frankie Ruíz t-shirt? Would you dance until your callos hurt? Would you tailgate and tell your kids that Boricuas party like no one else can? Would you share the passion and the meaning of El Gran Combo’s Azuquita Pal Cafe lyrics, including their double sense and the lyrical magic under which theories of love are so eloquently expressed? Maldito Callo, in particular, was written because someone had to perform postoperative foot surgery, where the bandage on the foot of the musician inspired a song that continues to make people shake like a leaf? Would you? I most certainly would!
Salsa my friends is vivita y coleando and it was very evident in the faces of my Puerto Rican brothers and sisters – islanders who live in a world of their own. They are humble music lovers that inspire you to share their warmth and lightness with others. The sazón in their food is like no other and the heat of the song is warming and addicting. But most importantly El Son de Mi Salsa is life changing.
For photos go here [By Madeline Rodríguez].
A warm clomid and loving thank you to:
Z-93 for hosting such a wonderful event, “nos vemos el año que viene, si Dios quiere.”
Flavia Fernández of Perfect Partners for the accommodations and pharmacy24hour-online.com for exhibiting the highest level of hospitality and welcome that press rarely get! They are truly a champion of the trade. Thank you.
Rafael Ithier, founder of El Gran Combo for demanding that the Press would stay put while they received their award and recognition. Don Rafa, you are a gift and it has been a pleasure seeing you live the last 30 years of my life in the countless of times I’ve attended concerts. I still remember our interview and conversation. Thank you for the wisdom and calm and level of professionalism you bring to your trade – “La Universidad de la Salsa” – Where salsa mastery is taught. WEPA!
Videos are courtesy of Associated Press