Mariachi Monumental de América
BRASS, BRASS, BRASS. Which I’m presenting to you in honor of and accordance with the last few days of glorious sun, sun, sun! Here’s a bit of Mariachi just when you were craving it and didn’t even know it.
Trompeterias – Mariachi Monumental de America
What delicious colors, between the blankets and lighting and gold piping. I played trumpet for about a year, in grade school. And let me tell you, I have mucho respeto for those who do it well. Takes a lot of lungpower to pull this off, and a willingness to have your entire face vibrate for a while even after you finish playing. But ah, the sound of brass….
Brings back misty watercolored memories of my physically challenged man, Roberto Centeno, in Heavenly Houston, Texas who had one arm, wailing away on his trumpet.
¡ Oh yeah !
niiice.