Buenos Aires highlights
Attending a live concert by Fernandez Fierro, an "orquesta tipica". Usually "orquestas tipicas" signify old men bent over bandoneons who have been playing the same music for at least half a century. These guys are young, dreadlocked and totally laid back. When the curtain rose, to total silence, revealing a row of four bandoneon players seated in front of a six piece string section, the air tense with anticipation, then BOOM! Every shockingly dramatic, piercing jolt of the four bandoneons in unison felt like being stabbed in the heart. Not to mention the four violinists vibrating to dramatic crescendoes, all accompanied by a manic pianist and a totally loco singer, who appeared several times in outrageous attire; drag, wigs, skirt hitched up at the back…totalmente electrifying! I bought the DVD of them in concert so wait for the first London showing…
Palermo SoHo. The trendiest place in town. As dusk falls, I wander along tree-lined avenues, flitting past designer boutiques and ultra-modern café bars. The day has been an autumnal delight, unusually warm for this time of year (yes, climate change is here too). As the darkness intensifies, the welcoming light cast from evening businesses fills me with nostalgia for warmth on an approaching winter’s night, open fires, falling crimson leaves…I realise, for the first time in 16 months I am missing the coziness a cold climate can provoke. But only the coziness! Not the cold! I have successfully missed two British winters in a row, and now I am gliding effortlessly from summer to summer, and with a return flight booked to these parts just in time to catch the Argentine summer next year, I am happy. Cold: no gracias! Calor, por favor!
Back in Palermo SoHo. Sitting on a roof terrace surrounded by foliage and milling trendies in the small hours of a summer's night. Very good, very cheap champagne on the table. Excellent funky music on the decks. Stars overhead. Laughing. Divine.