#rumbero

[remasterizados]

Serenatas Frente al Mar de Los Rumberos y Daniel, Me Estás Matando (2020)

[grupo-enmascarada-carnaval]

En pocos barrios se podía haber producido la amalgama que da cuerpo a esta historia. Solo en La Isleta se consiguió fraguar una aleación obtenida de la fusión de tres elementos tan dispares como el fervor religioso, el bullicio carnavalero y el día de la Hispanidad. En los estertores de la dictadura, antes incluso de

[ursulo4]

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you. I could walk through my garden forever.

[simple-pleasures]

Sé que ya ha pasado tiempo

Sé que ya no te debería extrañar

Pero tu recuerdo es necio

Y sin invitación me llega al despertar.

[la-chica-de-papel]

Le di mi norte y mi sur

mi brújula azul

y lo perdí...

[eightball-records-digital]

Furious George "Baile" (Official Music Video) | Deep House

[ratatatastic]

update: i kept giggling to myself about this and ___ was like what are you laughing evilly about and i showed them this and they went holy shit that is your uncle

in another life he is my beloved tio marcelo when im in argentina and we decide its a good idea to trek to the national reserve bordering uruguay at a godforsaken time in the morning and we should drink mate as the peaceful sounds of nature surround us but we also forget to tell anyone about it so when we get back hours later the whole household is in dissaray and we're like mate 😃🧉? because we are still drinking as we come back. the household is not amused.

[pastrydragon]

Accent, speech pattern and Voice headcanons for the Gotham Rogues.

Riddler

In casual settings, Eddie has a slight New Jersey accent and cusses with the frequency you would expect from that.

He almost always has perfect grammar and has a very impressive vocabulary.

But there are some situations where "Fuck" just does not have a suitable replacement.

When he's going against Batman, The Riddler adopts a more trans Atlantic accent since it goes with his gameshow aesthetic.

Also since a LOT of his schemes are publicly televised he doesn't want to cuss on camera or forget to project his voice.

So adopting a different accent helps his brain remember how to act on camera so he can always appear classy.

Edward's voice is a bit more high and nasally than average, but not to an annoying degree. It's not particularly unique either. So if he remembers so change his voice slightly then he can make a phone call to anywhere and they won't recognize him.

Emotional variations include his accent getting thicker when he's angry or exhausted.

Scarecrow

John has a very rural Georgian accent.

Scarecrow: The Master Of Fear has a rather dramatic way of speaking due to his love of classic literature and poetry.

His years in academia have also left him with a very intellectual and scientific vocabulary.

John speaks with a kind of intensity and eloquence that you'd expect on a stage rather than at the front of a classroom.

A smooth baritone only enhances the effect.

Had he not been a professor, he would have made a killing as a raidio star or television narrator.

John only breaks out Southernisms when he's embarrassed. "Well I never!" "Why I outta-" he also stammers when embarrassed. otherwise his speech patterns don't have noticeable emotional variation except the ones he puts there.

Mad Hatter

Jervis has a strong Bristol accent. Which is an English accent that strongly pronounces R's and tends to slap an L at the end of words that should end in a vowel.

The classic example is Opera'l instead of Opera.

His voice is naturally high and soft, often making him sound much more indulgent toward others than he's actually feeling.

Although he does quote the Alice books often, he does not quote longer passages exactly unless he's having an episode.

The rest of the time he'll change them to fit what's happening or merely reference them.

If he's feeling particularly lucid and cheery, you may not even hear mention of the books at all.

Stress will cause longer more accurate quotes and chip at his lucidity along the way.

His only other emotional variation comes out when he's feeling flirtatious.

Jervis's voice tends to get more breathy and cooing around people he likes. He also goes harder on his R's giving some words a purr like sound.

Harley Quinn

We all know and love our girl Harley's Brooklyn accent.

Honestly I can't make an improvement on the BTAS version so scroll down.

Poison Ivy

Pam has a Virginian accent. It's the kind of southern bell accent you'd associate with Blanche Devereux.

Pair that with a voice like a lounge singer and everything that comes out of her mouth sounds sexy.

Even when she doesn't want it to.

It's actually pretty annoying for her.

Unlike John she uses plenty of southernisms such as "I Reckon" "Over yonder" and of course the venom filled "Bless your heart."

Catwomen

The Miami accent is strong on this women, and it tells you exactly why she moved to Gotham.

You can't wear all black leather in the kind of weather Florida's got.

Miami heat isn't sweet to everyone.

Being a second generation Cuban immigrant, she speaks Spanish fluently and while she speaks both it and English seamlessly she has run into one glitch.

She will occasionally forget whether a turn of phrase was originally English or Spanish.

She called John a dancing skeleton once and no one has let it die. From Esqueleto rumbero- Literally: Dancing skeleton, Meaning: Very thin.

Her actual voice is a pretty standard alto. Like Ed, as long as she disguises her accent she can basically call wherever without being recognized.

Another rogue that hits their R's harder while flirting. But it's less a seductive purr and more an "Oh, I'm being HUNTED" kind of sound to hear.

Bane

Bane is directly from Venezuela and has the accent to match.

His English is phenomenal for someone who's only been speaking it a few years but it's not always perfect.

Whenever he doesn't know or forgets the word for something he'll describe it using other words until the other person figures it out for him.

For example, this interaction between him and Riddler: "I need the office knives." "... I'm sorry, what?" "The office knives, with the holes in the handle." "Hmmm, is the answer perhaps scissors?" "YES! I need the scissors!"

Edward is the grand champion of figuring out what Bane is saying if Catwomen or Music Meister isn't there to translate the word from Spanish.

Bane has a naturally loud and deep voice which can make him sound aggressive even when he's not trying to be. His size doesn't help.

But really he's a very calm and levelheaded person.

If he's actually angry, you'll know it from how quiet deliberate his speech becomes.

A quiet Bane is a dangerous Bane.

Joker

New York accent.

Drops occasional NY phrases but doesn’t mention anything culturally significant to New York unless someone else brings it up.

He doesn't remember what part of New York he's from but if asked he'll say Coney Island.

His jealousy over Eddie growing up in Wildwood is real.

Harley swears up and down he's from Staten Island and anyone familiar with the different New York accents would agree with her.

Joker has a pretty distinct reedy voice that all gothamites will recognize as soon as they hear it.

It gets even higher on the rare occasion he's scared or nervous.

Music Meister

SoCal (Southern California) accent.

This accent is also called Valley Girl.

He's originally from San Diego and spent his early twenties in LA so the accent is thick and locked in.

He moved to the east coast to attempt a Broadway career before turning to villainy and kind of regrets not moving back west first.

He's the first person to complain about cold weather and bad Mexican food when the chance pops up.

But he's gotten too fond of the other rogues to seriously consider leaving.

Even if the Scarecrow keeps smacking him with a newspaper every time he misuses the word "literally".

He automatically starts singing his words when he becomes frightened or incredibly nervous. Which made sense until he revealed he did that even before he got his powers.

Odd.

Killer Croc

Waylon has a thick cajun accent, that along with a naturally growly bass voice can make it difficult for others to understand him.

He prefers speaking French to English and will go out of his way to talk to people he thinks might speak his preferred language.

Jervis, Edward, Victor Fries and Joker speak with him in French when in a one on one conversation. 

Yes Joker speaks French, no he doesn’t remember why or how. He honestly didn’t even know he could until he met Waylon. 

Waylon is incredibly charming and personable once you figure out what he's saying, he's definitely the most well liked rogue among his peers next to Harley.

Emotional variants include getting even more growly when angry and speaking completely in French when distracted.

Penguin

A lot of people say he has an English accent, he doesn’t, never say this in front of him.

The man is WELSH, and he has ruined people’s lives over having his accent confused on particularly difficult days.

He takes great pride in his heritage and being accused of being “English” of all things is one of the quickest ways to sour his mood.

No offense to Mr. Tetch of course, it's the principle of the thing really.

He rarely speaks Welsh these days unless visiting extended family.

He does use the proverb “Deuparth gwaith yw ei ddechrau”(Two-thirds of work is starting), mostly to himself but he’ll use the proverb with others when appropriate.

Emotional variants include his voice getting squawk like when scared. He also laughs like a mad pelican.

Clayface

I forget who came up with this originally and I'm kicking myself for not remembering but I've adopted the head canon that Clayface was an "aging" K-pop/drama star that was on tour in the states when his manager coerced him into trying an experimental cosmetic treatment that turned him into Clayface.

So Clay has a very strong Korean accent and probably speaks the worst English out of all the rogues.

It's passable but he understandably just wasn't expecting to need it this much.

Despite his difficulties he still somehow gains control over the majority of his conversations and seems to exude likability.

He's trained for years to make his voice as soothing and pleasant as possible and he's not going to let being a mud monster ruin his hard work.

Until something triggers his traumatic memories and sends him into a frothing rage full of bubbling curses or a depressive meltdown where he becomes a pile of blubbering goo.

He's totally incomprehensible when he's having either kind of breakdown even to other Korean speakers, honestly HE doesn't even really know what he's saying.

Many of the rogues have hired him to put his acting skills to use in various schemes and Clayface is amazed at all the new voices he can do.

He's also been Music Meister's backup vocalist for a few of his schemes so you know he's legitimately good.

Bookworm

He has a rather general east coast accent.

Until he gets angry and starts cursing in Portuguese.

You'd never guess because he's an ashy fucker and his skin never sees the sun since he spends all his time reading inside, but the guy is mainly indigenous Brazilian.

You might be able to get a clue from his facial features if he wasn't wearing the world's thickest glasses and a hat.

He has near permanent "Library voice" so people often struggle to hear him above everything else that might be going on.

His voice is surprisingly sonorous and captivating when he can be well heard.

Since Arkham doesn't often get new books, fresh literature was fought over until Joker suggested "AudioBookworm" which is just Bookworm reading the new book aloud for everyone.

Until his little used voice gives out a bit at which point Scarecrow or Mad Hatter will step in until the end of the chapter.

Mr. Freeze

Victor has a moderate Icelandic accent.

Riddler and Joker have a competition going to see how many lines from Skyrim they can trick him into saying.

Victor figured it out immediately but plays dumb to this day in order to fuck with them.

He said "Hey, you. You're finally awake." to Edward after he woke up from a nap in the rec room once and Victor will treasure the face that nerd made forever.

Victor has a bit of a "resting bitch voice" he always sounds annoyed.

Unless he's talking to Nora, then he just sounds like a simp.

Not really a voice head canon but he gets hiccups very easily from laughing.

BONUS Nora

Nora is from Belarus so she often got mistaken for having a Russian accent.

But unlike Oswald she rarely cares enough to correct people much less get angry over it.

Nora speaks with great confidence and authority, even when she doesn't necessarily have either.

Her voice definitely broadcasts "Don't even fucking THINK about arguing with me."

The personality and accent get her the nickname "Ice queen" wherever she works.

Which is very unfair, she's a kind and compassionate women!

She's just also right and she should say it.

Nora's voice becomes utterly saccharine around Victor, they're absolutely obnoxious to listen to together.

[oil-diffuser]

Frankie Knuckles - Live at Ministry of Sound, 1992

Timestamps:

00:00 - Black Sheep – Strobelite Honey (Def Version)

06:09 - The Daou - Surrender Yourself (Ballroom Mix)

11:14 - Mental Instrum Featuring Windsor Goode - The Doo Doo Song (Newspaper Mix)

16:00 - Frankie Knuckles - Workout (Workin' Dub)

21:21 - 4th Measure Men - 4 You (MK Remix)

26:15 - Alison Limerick - Make It on My Own (Tony Humphries Rave Mix)

31:48 - Lil Louis - Club Lonely (I'm on the Guest List Mix)

39:55 - Loop 7 - The Theme (The Legend)

47:15 - Frankie Knuckles - Rain Falls (David's 12" Soakin Wet Mix)

51:59 - The Neville Brothers - Fly Like an Eagle (Into the Future Dub)

55:40 - Tito Puente - Para los Rumberos (Puente's Vibe Mix) 59:46 - Time to Play - Free Your Mind

1:04:08 - Ten City - My Peace of Heaven (International Mix)

[redcomunitaria]

¡Queridos oyentes bienvenidos a un nuevo episodio!

En está ocasión, hablaremos de los bailes prohibidos por la ceta antimovimiento. Un movimiento religioso, catolico y musulman, que decreta que, bailar incita a los seres humanos a realizar acciones pecadoras. Por esto, sentencia a los incumplían las leyes a rezar 80 días y ser estatuas.

Es por esto que, el colectivo sabor rumbero en contra del movimiento ha armado un campamento en la sede central del movimiento con las canciones de Eddy Herrero. La policia anticomunista trataron de detener a los manifestante, pero se les contagio el movimiento con tan solo decir estas palabras

“ baila y vive”.

También llamaron a los soldados antimovimientos, pero al salir hacia adelante, hacia atrás y hacia un lado también terminaron bailando.

El jefe de este movimiento rendido. Decidió salir y colocar su parlante con sus rezos, pero tampoco pudo librarse y lo condenaron a bailar para siempre.

Tina Lon

[angelloverde]

"Mo Soul" Player Playlist 30 April

Fabio Genito & Jazzaffair Collective - Love And Fame

Chari Chari - Across The Universe (Frankie Valentine's Late Nite Rendezvous Groove)

Pat Van Dyke Feat. Melinda Camille - Love You Inside & Out

Jestofunk - Fluid

The Mighty Sceptres - I Found The Letter

The Mighty Mocambos - The Showdown

Polyrhythmics - Le Hustle

Nina Simone - Feeling Good (Joe Claussell Remix)

All Good Funk Alliance - Together

Snowboy & The Latin Section - Los Rumberos De La Habana Y Mantanzas (Bobby Hughes Combination Remix)

Beaten Space Probe - Nine Lives

DJ Grumble - Dig Dug 3

Janet Jackson - If (Kaytranada Remix)

Saint - A Lovely Bargain

Monophonics - I'm Done

If you really want to enjoy music and help musicians and bands, buy their lp’s or cd’s and don’t download mp3 formats. There is nothing like good quality sound!!!

(Angel Lo Verde / Mo Soul)

[mathhombre]

Your top 5 music and/or stand-up comedy albums?

Remember, I'm old... and I think about this stuff too much. And can't follow directions.

Doobie Brothers - Minute by Minute Ani Difranco - Out of Range *Prince - Sign of the Times Pretenders - Learning to Crawl ZZ Top - Deguello

Horace Silver - Horace Silver and the Jazz Messengers *Lee Morgan - Blue Breakbeats Miles Davis - Sketches of Spain Charles Mingus - Tijuana Moods Dave Brubeck - Take Five

*Ella Fitzgerald - Cole Porter Songbook Billie Holliday - Billie Holliday (Commodore) Sarah Vaughn - Swingin' Easy Nat King Cole - The Nat King Cole Story *Mose Allison - I Don't Worry 'Bout a Thing

Steve Martin - Let's Get Small Bob Newhart - The Button Down Comedian Richard Pryor - Richard Pryor George Carlin - Toledo Window Box Bill Cosby - I Started Out as a Child

Celia Cruz - Tu Voz Tito Puente - Para los Rumberos Silvio Rodriguez - Canciones Urgentes Carlos Montoya - La Guitarra Flamenca Los Pleneros de la 21 - Puerto Rico Mi Tierra Natal *Lou Rawls - Tobacco Road Koko Taylor - The Earthshaker B.B. King - Live in Cook County Jail Albert Collins - Cold Snap John Lee Hooker - Live at Newport Not mentioned above somehow: Johnny Cash, Ray Charles, Aretha Franklin, Peter Gabriel, Tom Waits ... maybe they transcend genres? Also left off Detroit Cobras, whom I listened to every day this semester.

Somehow stopped myself from doing a hip hop list, punk list, classical list and celtic list

* if I was picking 5 this morning.

Thanks, @vacuouslytrue

[chica-efimera]

Bonita noche michicompañera ,aquí pasando por tu hermoso blog 🔥, recomendando una canción,.tienes una para mí?

Hola michijovencito ✨

Una pa' bailar 🥰 <3 amo esta banda, tuve el honor de verlos en vivo, estaba tan emocionado que no grabé casi nada jaja pero fue increíble 🤩🤧

Adjunto video ✨

[dudewhoabides]

Los Rumberos - Tu Perdón: En Vivo De Puerto en Puerto

[inaudacias]

Amando al (casi) Negro bastardo del Bronx

Yo a él lo conocí a los siete años. Y me enamoré perdidamente de su encanto, su contundencia, su magia. Un Amor a primera escucha, podría decirse. Desde entonces, y durante décadas ya, lo he llevado conmigo: como pieza fundamental, como vértice sagrado, como compañero de vida.

Estoy seguru de que no sería quien soy si no lo hubiera conocido; si no hubiera tejido en mi camino su ovillo profético, ese con el cual sus dedos han sabido hilar una multitud increíble de tonadas que son historias y hacen historia: la suya, la de su país, la de sus ancestros; la de sus colegas—monumentales en sí mismus.

La de sus abuelas, sus parejas, sus hijus, sus madres; la de sus vivus y sus muertus. Y también la nuestra: la de toda una nación transamericana llena de espíritus vibrantes que no han parado de corear su nombre, desde el '84… y antes inclusive:

“¡Oeoeoeoé! ¡Fito! ¡Fito!”. Sin duda, una arenga de festejo.

Algo de vos llega hasta mí. Arte de Japo para Revista Anfibia.

La dulce voz de la gente corriente

Habiéndolo llevado como banda sonora de mi vida por, ya, más de dos décadas, yo he aprendido a Amarlo para estar a su altura y él me ha enseñado a acompañarle para ir tratando de crecer al ritmo que el Río nos ponga para bailar y para cantar.

Es increíble, pero parece que desde hace siglos la luz de su obra junta y rejunta el latir de millones de gentes, abrazadas en una misma estación: la de su música. Cómo será de milagroso eso, caramba. Tantas personas encendidas dentro del remanso crudo y compasivo de sus frases, sus melodías, su fuego.

Lo es tanto que hasta termina siendo inútil tratar de explicar cómo es que, canción sobre canción, va haciendose esa construcción sin fin; ese breviario universal con el que puede resonar una fila de almas que, fácilmente, podría extenderse desde Ushuaia hasta Islamabad.

De golpe es por ese garbo que tiene él por hacer música para camaleones. Ese nosequé de poder cantar como cualquiera, llorar como cualquiera o reír como cualquiera. Por eso es que en su obra puede caber toda esa humanidad: una rockola entera de balas y flores comandada por aquel flaquito enorme, signado por la estela de la cruz de Sur, al que le hace tan bien desafinar.

De cualquier modo, lo cierto es que ahí quepo yo. Que ahí ha cabido el hijo que vuelve a casa luego de la escuela; o de la guerra. Caben la lumbre del hogar y el frío del abandono. Caben el abrazo, la sonrisa y el dolor—que frecuentemente aparecen sentados en una misma mesa.

En fín. Ahí ha cabido todo brillo, toda sombra, toda mezcla. En su obra, las alegrías de los enemigos íntimos y las miserias de lus amantes se han dado la mano con ternura. En sus letras siguen cabiendo ciudades enteras de pobres corazones teñidas por la gracia de la rabia, la tristeza, el miedo, el entusiasmo, la desesperación o la euforia. Y habitan por doquier innumerables saltos de fe, donde arde cada incerteza y pulsa cada ilusión.

¿Y entre nosotrus qué cabe? Hay lugar para inmensidades enteras. Lo hay para milagros y heridas de ayer y de hoy. Lo hay para los traviesos hechizos de las brujitas de nuestra infancia y para los conjuros enigmáticos de los arcanos de nuestra vejez. Lo hay para las aguas de marzo y las primaveras de julio. Lo hay para los viejos mundos del futuro y los nuevos mundos del pasado.

En este espacio tan nuestro ha habido siempre sitio para toda ansia, toda esperanza, todo anhelo y toda fractura—que ha encontrado refugio en su franca voz partisana, en esos coros de mil voces, que llenan estadios y biografías. Y, claro, en ese piano rumbero e indómito que ha sabido sernos cómplice desde tiempos ancestrales.

Juglar que resuena

Con él siempre hay otra canción para cada momento. Y allí no se escapa nada: sus letras alcanzan espectros inesperados y traspasan fronteras con la levedad o la firmeza a la que llama la vida cada que se pone a dar giros.

Y en ese Río desbocado que ha sido su canto, a él nunca le han faltado los acordes, las palabras o los silencios para contar los universos que le tocaron en suerte. Cada nota está cargada de verdad y de autenticidad: te aliviará o te atribulará… pero, como sea, no deja a nadie indiferente.

No es azaroso que la huella de ese pícaro rosarino arrollador sea tan tremenda: después de todo su historia pasa con orgullo por Luca, por Fabián, por los Litos, por Charly, por Mercedes, por Luis Alberto, por Pedro, por Liliana, por Nito por los Gustavos, por Silvina y, como no, por Juan Carlos: todus leyendas inabarcables. Todas personas que, de seguro, celebran como yo la vida de semejante hombre orquesta del tercer mundo, terco en dulzura, que en todo tiempo halla maneras de susurrarnos al oído algo que le hace justicia al momento: "confiá, ché, la vida son los círculos, los círculos dan vuelta y los círculos se van".

Nació en el ’63, con Kennedy a la cabeza

No me olvido de su timbre medio ronco bañando mis oídos por primera vez. Tengo tatuada en la memoria la escena con una precisión enfermiza. Esa mañana fue un antes y después en mi camino: me senté en el pasillo de una casa familiar de antaño y escuché en una vieja grabadora el disco ‘El Amor después del Amor’. La verdad es que aquella experiencia me cambió hasta por siete vidas al menos.

Para aquel entonces no sabía ni siquiera cómo se llamaba este personaje hermoso, radiante, que había llegado a casa evangelizarme en esa buena nueva llamada ‘el rock en tu idioma’. Solo tiempo después pude saber que quien estaba detrás de los parlantes era Rodolfo, el vástago ineterno de los años salvajes: un niño huérfano de Zulema, de Josefa y de Delma, sus madres. Un hombre apasionado por Eugenia, Julia, Romina, Cecilia y Fabiana, sus musas. Y un padre risueño que vive navegando entre el mar de Martín, indiscutible Rey Sol, y el mar de Margarita, sagaz viajera de la luna.

Ahora, pasados años, cada que lo oigo de nuevo sigo sintiéndolo tan precioso como aquella vez de los siete: tan lleno de maravilla y de belleza que, definitivamente, no se parece a nada del mundo real.

Si no lo vivís no lo sentís

Realmente, a estas alturas creo sin duda que este es uno de esos buenos Amores, bellos Amores—de los que son para toda la vida. Eco constituyente de todas las cosas que me hacen bien, que me hacen vivu. Un Amor inconmensurable que eriza la piel y que, sin pedir permiso, entra a conmover cada cosa, a revolucionar las entrañas, a imprimir cada parte del aire con un encanto difícil de resistir.

Para mí este es un Amor del que jamás se sale igual que como se entra. Y cuya buena estrella, desde luego, merece ser festejada con bombos y platillos; con la convicción de una gratitud que, desde hace mucho tiempo, ya no puede ser contenida en las siete letras de un gracias.

Un Amor que, lejos de ser obsesión, realmente habla de aquella fuerza imparable que sostiene el mundo. Un Amor que hoy yo conmemoro con todo mi ser, pues representa la dicha de haberme asegurado esa divina compañía, que no ha parado nunca de darle alegría a mi corazón.

Feliz sexagésimo cumpleaños, mi Amado Fito Páez.

[grupo-enmascarada-carnaval]

La Comparsa Los Rumberos recibió la semana pasada el Diploma de Hermanamiento con las Fiestas Patronales de La Naval, así como la medalla de la Virgen de La Luz. Este reconocimiento se enmarca en la celebración del 40 aniversario del nombramiento de la Alcaldesa Perpetua de Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, un evento que conecta