Taxi driver in Buenos Aires
I guess the flip side to the gut-shot seductiveness of Buenos Aires is the thousands—hundreds of thousands—of broken connections. That’s a lot of people walking around with the blues…which maybe in old-head castellano translates to tango?
Qué sé yo.
I have always had a thing for porteño taxi drivers. Just talk to them—you never know what you will find. This guy wanted to sing. We wanted to record. We found common ground.
For the record, amigo, yo también tuve amor y lo perdí…