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 "Raices"
or
roots in English, is an account of slavery and revolution
in the Caribbean and the cultural outcome of several cultures
combining to form a hybrid of custom and tradition without
loosing sight of its origins. All told through the voice of
the exciting and intoxicating force of Latin music from some
of the most well known recording artists of the genre..
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After Hour Funk
is the pure expression of raw vintage fusion from a
time where Afro, Latin and Jazz musical mixtures were not enough
and electric guitars and soul-based Bogaloo presented itself
in Latin music.
The infectious Latin Rhythms combined with the Urban malice
and grit that has made Art in NYC what it is, has been captured
and reproduced physically in this signature Afro-Latin Funk
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Stills
 Statues
in a museum exhibit slowly awaken and experience movement
for the first time. The piece explores the discovery of movement
from the inanimate as it becomes their only form of communication
and understanding. A discovery whose importance, we as humans,
may never realize…whose journey we may never take. Objects,
whose stationary beauty slowly becomes animated beauty, fill
this dramatic piece with subtle metaphors of movement as art
and art as movement…movement as life and life itself…
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 Children
of the Groove
This is a story of where we come from. Born from
rhythm and bred towards melody, we are not its slaves but
its offspring. For thousands of years it has molded and shaped
our existence. Given us our most soulful..and our most sensual
and preened us into its most mature
apprentice. From learning to walk... small steps and single
words, to finding our way unsure and uncomfortable, until,
as suddenly as it birthed us we manifest it in our every movement.
We all share it. We,
of all have chosen to embrace it. It is what we are and where
we live.
Our lives shared with you through the groove.
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Island Fever
Filled with intoxicating rhythms from the Caribbean,
Island fever
takes us to that euphoric place we find ourselves when we experience
the oceans breeze, hear people dancing and singing in the streets
and
truly submit to the all encompassing power of the sun. The feeling
of
knowing you are separated from the rest of the world and that
in this
place.. there is a connection to the earth that is the same
nowhere
else. Our senses overrun by a beauty that has developed on a
patch of
land in the middle of the ocean where blue and green...and yellow
and
brown are not just focused in our eyes, but in this place ...at
this
moment they are ways of life. this is Island Fever. |
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