‘every time i think that I’m burnt out on Antigua…you know, the same rut, routine, same joints…and then I find a new venue or a new exhibit and it’s all completely brand new…this town…makes my head spin…tonight, the art of Tatiana Del Rio, Angies’ sister…good stuff and they were rockin’…Wendy Wever, Don and Henrik…I bailed and went by Peter the G’s new hostel…
oooh!
new chef in town
Richard, aka Ricardo aka Rico…the delectible Ms A’s son…(i confess that she reminds me too much of my last wife)…now working at Peter the G’s hostel and cooking up delectible stuff…go by…El Muro…half packed and doing fine…B5 doing biz, as was Tartines…the Cuban joint on 4th…Havana Cigar Club? changed hands/names…now the…o shit, i forget…but and a very BIG BUT…the band? a rockin’ cuban quartette to die for…made me tap my feet…congas, snare drum, a Korg and the guitarist? out-fucking-rageous!…i’ll be back…know that i enjoy ignacio, the blonde and the violinist…hot..but, they’re buena vista social club recycled(at best) these guys at the ‘whatever’ it’s called…next to Tartines…hey, the mind takes a lickin’ and sometimes keeps ticking…Ocelot? at last, Piano Mike and his daughter, Moira. no..Moriah…excellent..jazz, blues, supper club stuff…something not usually heard here…they’re good! Friday night? Nelson and Ron…duet…ocelot..benefit..go/show, take dough..
Pangea? big smiles on Eddy and Neils faces tonight…room packed!
smooth and silky
Ocelot doing a full room…the tasty Ms Emma et al…yes! a knock on the door and a 100 rounds delivered! fuck you, Santa…yes..’found the online manual for field stripping(no, not that kind) and did what needed to be done..cocked and locked…o, the visuals..
the new wave cubans…’gotta hear/see them crank…
over the top
Our Man in Antigua 
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