Good morning - my rider is back from his holiday and other than a routine commute earlier this week we did our first decent ride (32 miles) in some time. He is getting fat without me! We started with Slate’s Political Gabfest which we have not listened to it on a Saturday in quite some time and while it holds my rider’s rapt attention (Ukraine, blah, blah, marijuana legalization, blah, blah) it is not real riding music. This took us all the way from the house, through Griffith Park and back into Burbank. Enough…
Finally at about mile 16 my rider put on some Salsa. The album is La Dinamica by the Cuban Salsa goddess Celia Cruz. This is definitely an earlier career album and my rider has since tossed the CD and when he looked to see when it was issued he couldn’t find much. It sounds pretty mono and judging from the cover he would say early 60’s (any body know for sure?). So the real point is that she is so fantastic and the music finally got us moving at a decent pace. She is the queen of salsa for a reason and these early songs are gems. Lovin’ her.
Actual Miles: 6.4 Felt Like: 3.2
Up next were The Roches in their 1979 self titled album. These 3 sisters with fantastic harmony simple guitar (and a little Robert Fripp electronics) accompaniment are absolutely delicious. My rider had not listened in years. This album came at a time when he listened largely to punk, experimental rock, etc., and this was a breathe of pure heaven. And for my rider there are the insanely great lyrics which even I have to admire. Clever songwriting, great voices, great fun. Also note that they put out a great Christmas album many years later - We Three Kings, one of the few we can abide during the holidays.
Actual Miles: 6.6 Felt Like: 3.3
Finally a little shout out to the Feral Conservatives. I am a follower and listened to their EP while in the garage. Lovin’ on you guys too. Brake a leg (not a typo - this is how bikes wish performers g—d l—k) tonight!