Friday, March 27, 2015

Camane and the Dead Combo (music)

My cousin, Grace, and I went to the event below.  Camane and the Dead Combo.  It was amazing.
http://www.njpac.org/events/detail/camane

A male "fadista" and a guitar duo.  Haunting. I think that Fado is the music I will hear as I lay dying.  It is a music of sorrow and saudade.  Of the stuff that never heals. It calls out to me from the end of my days (and from the beginnings). I hear it echo in my sleep and in all the moments when my heart aches for what it does not have.

I am aching to visit the Azores this summer.  I currently lack the funds to travel over there for as long as I would like. I would like to be there for several MONTHS.  Not only for me (and to visit my family) and to learn the language, but also because I have so many stories BURSTING out of me that I need to be THERE to write.

I have this blog, and http://learnazorean.blogspot.com/
"Learn Azorean Portuguese in Just a Few Thousand Lessons"

I have MANY books in me, and am eager to begin writing THERE.  I will do my best to continue in Brooklyn, preparing and working hard.  Santa Maria is waiting for me.