I will sleep with Carlos ringing in my ears –
an effortless, appealing end to being in his
company. He and band Santana filled our
souls with sound, a splendorous feast that
echoes forty years. A blend of salsa, rock
and blues with jazz infusing in the beat of
congas and timbales, beat resounding in
the heated blood surrounding senses over-
powered. I will sleep with ease and thank
the man again for staying true to origins.
He’s a gentle man who played with joy and
waved goodbye with great humility; he left
the stage to soulful cheers of friends he’d
made as boy and man – as friends for life.
© 4 March 2008, I. D. Carswell
an effortless, appealing end to being in his
company. He and band Santana filled our
souls with sound, a splendorous feast that
echoes forty years. A blend of salsa, rock
and blues with jazz infusing in the beat of
congas and timbales, beat resounding in
the heated blood surrounding senses over-
powered. I will sleep with ease and thank
the man again for staying true to origins.
He’s a gentle man who played with joy and
waved goodbye with great humility; he left
the stage to soulful cheers of friends he’d
made as boy and man – as friends for life.
© 4 March 2008, I. D. Carswell
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