So last night THE thing to do was go to the concert of Mama Roots at the Big Ben. Mama Roots is a local reggae band that never fails to please the Brindisinos. I still remember the first time I saw them at an outdoor concert in Sava. I’m not a big reggae fan but when you’re in a crowd that’s all bouncing to that reggae beat you can’t help but join in. I’ve also noticed that the whole Salento area seems to feel a connection of sorts to the Caribbean. Is it the palm trees, beach, and laid-back lifestyle that they have in common? Who knows?
I managed to get copy of their CD "La Voce Di Chi" soon after that first show so now I’m able to sing along. I have a good story about them. They are so good that later that night after the first time I saw them I dreamt that I married the lead singer’s sister. It was hilarious because you see in the dream I skipped over the whole wedding ceremony and went to the reception where Mama Roots was playing in a big masseria in the countryside. Everyone who is anyone was invited and those that weren’t were at home crying. If you want to hear them then go to their MySpace. I recommend "pupazzo"
I realize now that this month may get tough. So I think I will open up this blog to answer any questions that you all in the viewing public have. I think the question I get the most is something like this, “What the hell is an American doing living and working in Brindisi?” Or “Why are here (there)?” I don’t think I’ve ever given a real story so maybe I will, tomorrow.
