The festival has not yet expunged, but has rather confirmed the song I had in my head, a son oriental which says:
Anda y ven
preciosa y linda cubana
sonrisa de los palmares
Bring me that palm grove smile. This song is in 4/4 time and it is in my head every night, walking home. I believe myself to be that girl.
Before I had this blog I used to publish in mimeographed samidzat under the names Ouidaad and Palm Tree. If you knew me from then, you know me now. I hope you recognize me.
Yeah, compañero, this is a pseudonymous but not an anonymous blog and I hope you recognize me.