The thing about Pupy y los Que Son Son, one of Cuba’s greatest dance bands, is how casual it is about blowing a hole through you. It’s the almost absurdly high confidence, attack and playfulness, the band’s whole wizardly performance rhetoric — especially in rhythm and vocals — that’s astonishing, if only because it’s so seldom seen here. But at the end of the night, it’s not heroism; it’s professionalism ... read more
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