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September 14, 2007

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Latino Pundit

It ain't so...it ain't soooooo

Kiko Jones

I haven't come across a young Latino cat or kitten listening to salsa in Lord knows how long. It's reggaeton, hip-hop, bachata, and occasionally merengue that they seem to be grooving to. And if that's their bag and "the generation that supported salsa 30 years ago has moved on," what's left?

As for L.A. maybe the fact that it's even farther away from the ancestral inspiration grounds of salsa, aka el Caribe--not to mention the birthplace itself--makes it prime for nostalgia. Perhaps?

Richard Liriano

Caro,

Not sure if I agree with this article.

But I can tell you that Salsa lives each and every Wednesday at LQ’s (hey Debbie).

Also, if your really a Salsa fan, mark this date on your calendar (it’s in a year from now) August, 27, 2008 to August 31, 2008.

Check out NYC Salsa Congress for more info.

Peace.

Richard

Caro

Thanks for your comments, Pundit, Kiko and Richard.

LQ is great, but alas, does not a scene make. What we need to asses is who listens to salsa here, where can they go dance, and what are the demographics? Seems like a good Sound Taste research project! Getting my dancing shoes now!

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