Gracias, Santana

 

The Santana song, “Smooth”, will always make me think of this great girl I really loved so much. We used to work together, and our lives before meeting had had similar parallels. We both had wound up applying to some of the same companies in our job searches, which we had also done so many times before, and we had lots of laughs over shared coincidences and other things. We had both turned down further consideration for work at the same place, which was a good thing, cuz there was some bad stuff which happened there later, and we both would have been a part of it.

 

We only got together on two or three occasions outside of work, cuz I’m funny that way. It’s kindof the old-school professionalism idea of not mixing business with pleasure, but we really got along like peas in a pod, and so we got together. We went for Mexican food once at this place I loved, if I’m remembering correctly; and we went to a Santana concert.

 

Her boyfriend came along with us, of course, and took our picture in the parking lot before the start of the concert. It was a great concert — they played ” Smooth” and “Black Magic Woman” and all the good stuff. I’m lucky to have still been able to see some of the rock-and-roll greats in my lifetime, and Santana is among the top.

 

Eventually, I wound up leaving the company we worked at, because I couldn’t get accurate shipment details from our corporate headquarters, and my position within the organization was being compromised as a result. My friend left shortly after I did, and I think the whole company tumbled after that point.

 

In the interim, we never did get the photos back from the pharmacy photo-finisher; they say they lost the film. Things that run through my mind: that movie with Robin Williams, who plays a pharmacy film-developer who gets caught up in the imagined lives he vicariously inhabits of the people whose film he develops. Egads — creepification! I’m thinking “Jumanji”, but that was another creepy Robin Williams film about a gameboard which comes to life. I liked Robin Williams’s HAPPY, goofy roles. Let me go look up that movie name — I never saw it, but actually think I wanted to.

 

Got it. It’s ” One Hour Photo”. The release poster popping up on Wikipedia is even more creepy in the pre-release film critic reviews printed on the poster, given the events of Robin Williams’s circumstances. Trust me — don’t look.

 

My friend ran off and did some crazy stuff, and I love and admire her immensely, even though I’m a strange bird that rarely keeps in touch. I still think of her, and always will, as my friend. I know you’re out there, and I love and I miss you, friend.

 

It brings me happiness to learn that Carlos Santana will be playing in Tel Aviv sometime soon. Supporters of the Boycott/Divestment/Sanctions (BDS) movement against Israel are really trying to bully artists to cancel their performances in Israel. Some have caved in, and others have refused. I’m proud of those who take a stand to these intimidators and come, anyways. In fact, Carlos Santana made a YouTube video message announcing his concert and sending love and peace (in both Hebrew and Arabic) to the people of Israel.

 

That is just so smooth, Carlos. So smooth!

 

Comments Off on Gracias, Santana

Filed under Israel

Comments are closed.