Latinoamericano, Devolviendo un Poco

Latinoamericano, Devolviendo un Poco by Beverly
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The First

Latinamericano Each album means a lot to me. However, there is nothing like the first one. It gives you confidence and tells you that you can do it. “Latinoamericano, Devolviendo un Poco” is rich in strings, violins, cello, and acoustic guitar, as well as wind instruments, trumpets, saxophone and flute. This album, somewhat of a naïf nature, is filled with ballads containing poetic lyrics, and it caught the attention of those in the music industry Latinamericano - back cover who would encourage and challenge me to produce fast-moving Salsa rhythms.

Longing for Venezuela

In part, I began writing and producing music, because I wanted to stay in touch with Latin America. The first song, “Añoranza a Venezuela,” Longing for Venezuela, was a song I knew would take me back to Caracas, and sure enough it did. It was funny how that came about. I had completed the song, lyrics and melody, but had not laid down a single instrument. It was my first, I knew nothing about producing music, and so my naiveté allowed me to be so excited about it. I contacted friends in Venezuela and called Chucho Avellanet, a successful and beloved singer from Puerto Rico. I told him that I had a song that I wanted him to sing and that I would fly down to meet with him. The day I was flying back to Caracas, I could hardly contain my joy. I had flown from Atlanta, Georgia, where I resided, and made a stopover in Miami. As I stood in the gate waiting to board I looked around and smiled at the faces there. I knew they were Venezuelan faces and my heart swelled. Without further ado, I called out for attention and announced to everyone that I was going to sing them a song that I had just made for their country. With a smile on my face and heart in my hand, I belted out the song. Newspapers and magazines dropped as eyes popped out looking at the woman who smiled with love and sang a song that honored their country. The applause was resounding, and as we boarded moments later, words of congratulations and joy were expressed by all. I still smile at having done that. It was pre 9-11; maybe today they’d arrest me!

Meeting Chucho

When I met with Chucho, I sat him down and sang my song to him. Chucho was famous worldwide and had a tremendously warm and beautiful voice. After I sang the song to him he said, “Beverly, I have never, till today, had someone travel from so far to see me and then sing to me.” I must have come across as presumptuous, ME singing to Chucho. My! How did I dare?

Chucho never did sing my song, as it was a song that professed love and longing for Venezuela, and he, at the time, was divorcing his Venezuelan wife and moving back to the island of Puerto Rico. Everything is timing!

No matter what the other albums brought, this one lies closest to my heart.

Listen to Music Samples from Latinoamericano

No Me Compares Con Una Rosa

This song, for once, takes the rose from a different angle; yes, she is delightfully beautiful, soft, and sweet, but she is also frail and quickly fades. This particular song plays off of strength, and thus, throughout pleads to not be compared to one so fleeting.

Dimelo Escultor

This song is all about poetry. It truly is one of my favorites, as it brings to life the story of a humble man who is in despair because he is searching for a love he cannot find. The man calls out to a sculptor and admires his talents, praising him for being able to see within and capable of creating near perfection from what, to most, would be waste. The simple man, who seems to be lost, asks the sculptor if he is also capable of sculpting a soul for someone in despair.

Soledad

This particular song came about as a request. I was at Camuri, a beach in Venezuela, where a dear friend of mine was about to take leave. As she gathered her things, I said, “Come on, Carlota, leave me with a theme, inspire me with something so that I can create a song.” With towels and a look of exhaustion, she called out, “loneliness.” “Yuck! That’s awful, can’t you do better?” She laughed and walked away. I sat there, realizing that indeed I had been left alone, and began to ponder the word and its meanings. A remarkable song came from that moment. A song, where Loneliness takes on a persona, a coddling and witty persona, that with ease wraps itself around its target inviting calm and peace, while achieving isolation. In the song, the victim is cocooned by the arms of Loneliness, but not entirely, and the friendship of the possessive entity is rejected. What could become morbid turns to joy as freedom and light win the debacle. I always did like a good ending!

Latinoamericano can be found here: Amazon.com.