I had a good time last night at the Edgar Cruz-Reuben Romero flamenco show at Galileo’s. The music was wonderful, the crowd excited and the dancers were beautiful. I was fascinated by the arched back and red costumes of the dancers — there’s a visceral sexuality about it despite the fact that the dresses come to the floor. The dancers’ hands were like birds flitting about, very beautiful. The music, driven by conga drums, very masculine. Of course, being as much a showman as musician, Cruz played Bohemian Rhapsody and the Mason Williams hit, Classical Gas. Their finale, Maleguena, powerful, and the denoument, Fire Storm, passionate and moving. A very large woman in a red dress sang the Spanish standard about getting lots of kisses, Bessa me mucho ( ? ), with the voice of an angel. Saw lots of folks I know, but sat with Higgins and Laura, The Oz and Sonic Sharon. Too bad for you if you missed it.

Anybody watch the State of the Union speech? I’m hoping that by next year, I’ll have learned all the words to the Horst Vessel song and Deutchland Uber Alles so I can join in the celebration of Der Feurher’s speech. Although I think my coloring’s all wrong for brown shirt and red and black accents, I really love those butch high topped boots.

It’s NOT Fascism if WE do it, you know.

Well, gotta pay some bills. See you at Paseo dinner and movie night.