More music the day before Christmas. People know this music. They talk of their diversity and they have had periods of immigration from various parts of the world. Spain, of course, but Germany, Italy, China, the middle east, but they all know the songs of Chile. And in spite of the country's faults, they love the land. 3000 miles of coastline and mountains with coastal ranges. It's easy to do. Imagine California without the valley from Bakersfield to Redding. And forget about L.A. Sure, there would still be the politicians skulking around somewhere, they have their Santiago. Hot in the summer and smoggy in the winter. A fitting penitentiary considering the crappy job they do.
First, Rodrigo, a solo performer who says he´s not political but he plays Silvio Rodriquez songs with a lot of feeling. El Gato, where, for ex-smokers the atmosphere is all you could hope for. To sin without actually lighting up yourself. Air to chew. Surrounded by comunistas e artesanos peddling their wares. In between sets performers drop in to play short sets, friends of the owners and patrons, passing the hat, visiting and then on to the next club.
And Los Trovadores del Rimac en La Plaza Prat, Iquique.