It was the Cuban beat of the drummer!
And I just missed him. As I walked in the applause was deafening and the standing room
only crowd blocked my way to the stage. I could see the back of his red vest as he turned the corner at the back of the stage and I yelled ," Ernie...Ernie..". He paused and then I knew without any doubt it was him.
So close
By the time I made my way to the back of the room he was gone. But I did see a white pad with penciled notes laying on top of a Bata drum . They were in my shoulder bag within seconds and I was out of the restaurant/club and back at my hammock shortly thereafter
Time to read what he wrote...
Signing off....Johnny LaRue
he was coming from turkey
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