Whoever put this mix together seems to have reached into my past and compiled some of my favorite songs from those days. I saw and heard Sunny Ozuna mano a mano with Little Joe at the Collisum at one of Domingo Pena’s Baile Grandes.
Music brings back memories that generally stay in the shadows; those were good days. It even has a song that I have been thinking about lately, the song ‘La Bicicleta,’ a worn-out bicycle that is old and worn, ready to be thrown away.
The culture of Mezto-America is a beautiful one that one cannot help but fall in love with. Brown is beautiful.