Had an excellent week of goodbye dinners and lunches with my porteño pals. Victoria's forgiven me for my crush on Alejandra, and Martha and Micky and Martha's niece (Aldana?) and I actually cracked the Clarin crossword puzzle, which was quite an accomplishment. (More on Spanish puzzle solving to come in a later post.)
Diego and Alejandra were talking about me (she remembers me!) and by way of a compliment, he told me that they both agreed I'm not nearly as stupid as I sound. That is, when I speak Spanish with my terrible accent, one's inclined to think I'm a dolt, but if you can get past the excruciating sounds, you'll find only a semi-dolt underneath. I'm pretty sure that's the word he used, terrible. I might need to work on that. But I'll focus on the compliment side, for now, and not think about the rest.
And I'm now officially in contact with Gabo Ferro. Wrote to him via his website and he wrote back right away. He'll be in California next February/March. So my new sideline as a booking agent is off and running. If anyone reading this has any contacts at Joe's Pub, let me know.
(Actually, my sister might already have a semi-connection for me to follow-up on. Thanks, Ann!)
Next post from NY. See ya there.
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RE: Gabo; pass along your pitch and I'll send it to the Pub's booker.
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