2012 Cuenca Perspectives Collage

2012 Cuenca Perspectives Collage
VIVA CUENCA

VIVA CUENCA!

My mission in publishing this blog is first to provide a living history of my settlement and life in Cuenca, and to provide myself and the reader with a journal account delineating my reasons for why I have chosen to settle in Cuenca. Second, the posts are my way of staying in contact with family and friends back in the states, and to provide them with an understanding of a country and culture that most North Americans have little knowledge and awareness. Third, the blog is open to one and all who wish to compare and contrast the experiences of expat bloggers living in Cuenca, so that you can determine whether or not from your perspective Cuenca is an appropriate move for you. Fourth, my blog provides another example of how expats view and interpret life in Cuenca. Ecuadorians and Cuencanos who may read this blog are especially invited to post comments that may enhance all expats understanding and appreciation of Cuneca and its people, or to correct any misinterpretations in my assumptions and perceptions of Cuencano culture. Finally, I hope I can convey the feeling of love and appreciation that grows within me each passing day for this heavenly city nestled in the Andes and its very special people.

Wednesday, August 9, 2023

MADAME RESTAURANT -- CUENCA, ECUADOR









                 Madame Restaurant -- Cuenca, Ecuador

This decade has been a breakthrough for Cuenca in the culinary arts department. The last two years has seen a plethora of upscale restaurants which have opened in the city, and most of them are located along Parque Calderon. I did quite an online spread some months ago on Matilde Mansuon Restaurant A restaurant that brought stature to the culinary scene, with its many rooms resplendent with different décor in each room, and styled after Versailles Palace just outside of Paris. The food and service is excellent, and below is the link to Matilde.

Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: MATILDE MANSION RESTAURANT AND PARQUE CASA


The reason I mention Matilde , is that it is just across Parque Calderon from Madame . Similar in design in that both occupy the second floor of their respective buildings. Each restaurant is divided into a multiplicity of dining rooms, with each room decorated in its own style from the other rooms.  Matilde strikes me as more proper and aristocratic in its décor, when contrasted with Madame Some of the rooms in Matilde where the ceilings are painted with skies and cherubs, was befitting Louis the XVI and his queen, Marie Antoinette, before they both lost their heads with the beginning of the French Revolution. 


Jim Mola ready for a night out with friends at Madame


Madame, on the other hand, is classy and gorgeous and has its own style of panache. 



The dining rooms are more cluttered than Matilde, but for those who prefer more private seating, even the small dining areas are divided by sofas and chairs into smaller areas that give a couple or a party of guests more of a feeling of intimacy and privacy. The music is absolutely perfect for the environment, although we always have to ask them to turn the sound down. The music should not interfere with conversation, and neither should it be the focal point, but a quiet backdrop for setting the mood. When lowered, it is so relaxing, and sets the atmosphere beautifully without sounding like elevator music.


Let us begin our tour of Madame .


Guests are greeted at the entrance by a large gold statute that friends tell me is modeled after Johnny Walker Scotch Whiskey.  Not being a scotch drinker, I had to look up an illustration, and it appears to be on target.  

Madame is like a gentleman's club of the turn of the last century through most of the first half of the 20th century.  The dandy above with his top hat, tux, and cane sets the tone.  It may very well have been a place in general where the well-heeled gentlemen might find the madams most to their liking as well for the evening.




Once people make their way pass the statue of Johnny Walker, the stairway, divided into three tiers, leads to the second floor to Madame.  Unfortunately, like Matilde, Madame does not have an elevator for the handicap.  The building surprisingly by Cuenca's standards is not that old in a city where some buildings were constructed in the 16th and 17th century in the historic district of El Centro.




This building was actually a home built a century ago in the 1920's. 




Below is one of the first items people spot when they arrive in the restaurant, which is a grand piano. 







Below is a hallway outside the various dining areas.



A closeup of Mathias.  God blessed him with everything:  good looks, good health, high intelligence, commonsense, athleticism, charm,  a strong ethical code, great technical skills in creating his own videos, and empathy and compassion. Mathias is now twenty, and will begin his second year at Azuay University in September.





One of the first rooms customers come into contact with is the sumptuous barroom.  




Below is the bar.



Below are two more photos of the breath-taking bar area from a distance.


The photo below especially captures the spectacular ceiling and cornices in the bar area.



Madame has a special drink called the Buddha Bar.  The drink is a mixture of Gin, Vodka, and Tequila.  It also has some liquor which gives it a blue color.  I like the taste of the drink.  It is more on the slightly sweet side.  It does take two drinks to get a buzz despite the different alcohol mixtures.






As you can see, the Buddha doll was rapped in a robe, which they don't do anymore.  However, you notice the flower petals, which I use to eat with the drink.  Last time, the petals may have been plastic, which I found out the hard way when I bit into one of them.





I believe my first time at Madame was with Maria Rosa, and the jovens; Mathias, Esteban, and Andres.  Below is Andres at the far end of the table.


Ironically, the drink isn't just delivered on a plate, and I am surprised I never took a photo.  However, the plate also includes some kind of dry plants, which the waiter lites as it sets off a fire and the plants deliver the scent of incense, which floats around the table until the fire burns out.  I don't know if that has some spiritual significance, or if it is just a novelty the restaurant created.  However, it is a nice touch.

Now, let us tour the various dining rooms of Madame.





Each salon is decorated differently with its own basically French Baroque style.  Notice how the wall paper and ceiling tiles vary from room to room.  The place has a feel of ambience and sophistication that makes for a beautiful dining experience. 





The dining rooms have French doors, which a number of them open to individual balconies.  Couples, if the weather cooperates, can eat outside on one of the balconies and enjoy the fabulous view of Parque Calderon and the colonial architecture of the buildings surrounding the square, as well as whatever night-life and entertainment may be taking place on any given evening in the core of El Centro.


Most of the furnishings and chandeliers are actually from the original house of the 1920's.   The current owner, Christian Munoz, also has a history of interior decorating, and he achieved a magnificent work of art in creating the design of Madame.  His friend, Javier Baculima, assisted in suggestions in planning of the layout of the various salons and the interior design.  Baculima also has a background in the restaurant business, and is the owner of the restaurants "Cristo del Consuelo" and "Consuelo" both located in Cuenca.  It is not uncommon to find one or both of the gentlemen at the restaurant.






Above, the lamp shade is a favorite of mine.  Esteban Rios wasn't drinking alcohol, so the lamp shade did not windup on his head. Otherwise, he might have done his version of Shimmy, Shimmy Coco Pop on one of the tables. (jijijiji)






So many of the boutique hotels and upper-scale restaurants have such beautiful wood-carved staircases, intricate ceiling designs, and beautiful chandeliers.


  
                                                            
                                                       



Above, I am glad that I did not have to learn to type on one of these antique type-writers.  It was bad enough learning how to type on a manual Royal typewriter of the early 1960's.  Andres is enjoying himself.




Either Andres is making a friend of this collie or he is about to be his dinner.









I would have a very difficult time picking a favorite restaurant now in Cuenca.  Each has its uniqueness and the chefs at most of the high-end restaurants truly know what they are doing

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Maria Rosa ordered a fruit plate and was astonished at the size and colorful arrangement of what was placed before her.  Let me not forget to give the bartenders their due.  They mix drinks very well.  

The waitstaff is excellent.  In fact, two of the waiters are always there ready to serve my table.  Gabriel speaks English, and Renee doesn't, but provides the proper service as well.  Both are from Venezuela.  My friends and I highly appreciate their service.  I consider then amigos. 




Madame has a more limited menu then the other upscale restaurants. Nonetheless, there are some marvelous appetizers.  The sandwiches are extraordinarily  huge, served on loaves and all the right spices to make them very delicious. The sandwiches are a meal in themselves. I especially enjoy the generous smoked salmon. The main entrees are limited to about six to eight dishes.  I love the chicken cordon bleu, and the steak, both of which are cut in long thick strips with filling between the strips that really set the flavor of the meats off and are unique to the chef's creativity.  They are a wonderful blend of the unique taste to the palate.  The steak here is ever so tender.  Tender steak is not easy to find in Cuenca.  Friends of mine have had the langostas (lobsters) and were very pleased with them. Just recently a new entre of rigatoni pasta with a delicious sauce more on the sweeter side than normally found in Italian cooking with a bountiful cornucopia of logistinos (prawns) mixed with the pasta was mouth-watering.  One could also choose chicken in place of the logistinos. The dinner preparation style is Madame chef's uniqueness to these sumptuous meals.




Above is Esteban with his mother as they show off some of the many pillows throughout all the dining rooms. Here they sit on a sofa and they can eat from the table on the left which is maneuverable  Esteban is sixteen and will be entering his last year of high school in mid-August.  He is just  beginning his first employment for the first round of national elections until school starts, so he is excited to begin his first job and make some money until school starts for the colegios in Mid-August. Esteban attends the Alborada private school.  Like Mathias, he is an excellent student, handsome, hardworking, loves to lift weights, and has his own distinctive way of being charming.  Both he and Mathias play the piano, mess with the guitar and enjoy it, but with all their other responsibilities, they don't always get a chance to practice as much as they would like.

Andres is thirteen years old, and loves to be helpful and imítate his older brothers. Here he looks like he could be a handsome fixture in Madame.




What I enjoy most about Madame is the atmosphere.  The excellent service, the music which sets the right mood.  Everything comes together in this restaurant with all the right vibes.  I especially like to come with my lady friends.  It is such a relaxing atmosphere that I can stay for hours, and it is a great place to spend an evening for romantic couples as well.


Above is a very good friend, Paul Tacuri, whom I have known almost since I arrived in Cuenca and with whom I traveled to Peru and Argentina in early 2020, just before the plandemic began. Here is Paul with his novia, Jesse.


Here is a photo of an evening with Pauline Farren, and of course, the little Buddha.  Pauline, like me, lived in Chicago for a number of years.



 

Pauline Farren and Jim Mola at Madame



Pauline and I also took in the Van Gogh exhibit when it was in Cuenca.  




A meal at Madame



Luisa Nelson holds the record with me for spending four and a half hours conversing and dining at Madame.  I enjoyed every minute of it and every minute of it with Luisa.






Below, Maria Isabel Latta is passionate, full of life, and curious about everything.  She is also the only partner I have who still dances.  Luckily, she is Ecuadorian and lived a number of years in the U.S, so she is great at asking questions from the waiters that take us beyond what two English speakers might hesitate asking or even understanding.  

I believe this was Maria's meal of octopus with shrimp on top. We are so lucky to be near the Pacific.  The camerones (shrimp), calamari, (squid), logistinos (prawns), cangrejos (crab), and pulpo (octopus) are always served tenderly.  I have yet to have rubbery tasting seafood like in the states.


Here Maria tries on one of the French hats on display in one of the dining rooms. 







An evening at Madame with Kay Forgione.  The only person in my group, other than Sieg and Karen, who can walk miles and can walk faster than me. Well, at least she could until she had an accident about a month ago.  Hopefully, she will be back in her stride in another week or two. I can count on Kay to spend time at the best restaurants, and the preparations better be good or she will let them know about it.  We both had a lovely evening at Madame.




Below, I also introduced friends, Sieg and Karen Braum to Madame.


Madame also has sumptuous desserts unique in presenting them beyond the predictable.  The tiramisu was such a delight, very smooth in taste and texture.  I am amazed at all the different ways tiramisu can be prepared and Madame's tiramisu is distinct and delicious.  Mathias had a heavier dessert of rich chocolate with pistachios.




Much to my surprise, I found this photo of Jerry Ramos in my collection, who passed away on February 7th. I can only remember being at Madame with Jerry once and we were joined by Ray and Linda Lewis, who I unfortunately don't have a photo of them or any of us from that evening. Just this one photo of Jerry. Six months already. Unbelievable how fast the year is passing. Hardly any occasion passes that someone doesn't bring up Jerry's name and how much he is missed.




I truly do love an evening at Madame.
The atmosphere is perfect. Everything about the place resonates with tranquility, bliss, and comfort. The service is impeccable. As Jerry would have said, Madame is a little slice of heaven.

 

Friday, June 16, 2023

Thursday, June 15, 2023

APRAXIA: SIEG BRAM OF CUENCA'S STORY OF A VERY RARE DISEASE

 

Today's post is a personal story of a very good friend of mine who lives here in Cuenca, who shares with you his attempted journey to wellness as a result of contacting a very rare infirmity that apparently most doctors, world-wide, have little if any knowledge, let alone experience in dealing with it.  The infirmity is called APRAXIA. 


If you should read this letter, and know of any information on the subject, or if you are a medical person who has knowledge and experience of dealing with APRAXIA, or if you suffer from APRAXIA; Sieg would appreciate having an opportunity to commiserate with you about how you have been dealing with your experience.  You can email to Sieg Braum (onehaistct@yhoo.ca).  If for any reason, you should have difficulty contacting Sieg by his email address.  You can also use my email, (jmola777@gmail.com), and I will forward your comments and/or information.


SIEG'S STORY

The continuing saga of my mission to recover sight. Warning: it's a long email

It has been over a year, since I last created an update on my journey with, 
what now turns out to be Apraxia of the eyelids (ideomotor-type)..You may 
recall  that my earlier diagnosis was "Blepharospasm" and all treatments were 
predicated on that diagnosis. However, that changed, when four sessions of 
Botox, weeks and months apart, administered to the eyelids proved useless.

A brief description of what I'm experiencing. My eyelids refuse to open and                        remain open, for the most part. While I can force them open manually or am 
able to peer out of one or the other mostly-closed lid, the muscles generally 
tend to force shut my lids. Trying to find stuff in a cupboard or in the fridge is 
difficult and I'm often grunting in the effort to see. With my face distorted in the 
effort to see, encountering a tree, curb, sudden drop-off or Latino in the street, 
gets another weird sound. I wear wrap-around shades around people. It's for 
my own comfort and to not freak-out innocent children. It allows me to relax 
more, knowing I can leave 'em closed or catch a glimpse or two of what is 
around me. Plus I have the added advantage of looking really tough and 
Terminator-like.

I must back-track a bit, since Bleparospasm was only briefly mentioned 
in the previous email, It's not a totally unknown affliction; in fact, Botox 
seems to have been developed for that condition and then found it's place 
in the vanity/beauty world. Lots of articles to be found on that, but contrast 
that with Apraxia, for which you'll find scant information and even less 
treatment literature. One can be of two minds on this reality, one feeling 
angry that this has been foisted on me. Alternatively, how terribly special 
must I be, to be the poster-child for this incredibly rare condition! Interestingly, 
Apraxia sharessome traits with Bell's Palsy. (More on that later)

Part of my research, included looking into how Covid might have affected my 
neurology, since I'd tested "positive" twice. While there is some research   
on that, there is far more research on (Covid) "vaccine" injuries. Huh!  my 
loving wife Karen's sister-in-law, Eileen, had looked into the subject, and 
suggested I look into injuries associated with AstraZeneca (the two shots 
each that Karen and I had taken). While there are plenty of injuries listed, 
including neurological ones, Apraxia is not listed among them. The initial
symptoms appeared shortly after the first injection and obviously worsened 
after the second shot. Reaching-out to the (Iranian) author of the 135 pg 
study that details 1/4 million Astra-Zeneca injuries proved futile.

Now, there is plenty of anecdotal "evidence" out there, of vaccine injuries 
(Justin Bieber and Jamie Fox, spring to mind), but who is going to prove fault 
of Big Pharma in this? Too many conspiracy theories for my liking, and it won't 
address what I'm dealing with, in any case.

Onward and upward. I won't stick to any specific order, as I've done many 
(MANY) trial and error therapies. One that stands out, is my adventure with
Psilocybin (magic) mushrooms, right here, in our apartment. A practitioner 
administered the 'shrooms and I waited for them to take effect. Scheduled for 
four hours, the "shaman" left after two, when nothing happened. Not one 
blessed thing! Inducing "visions" and memories were a complete bust; sober 
as a church mouse.

Not quite as useless, was consuming "edibles" (gummies). While the
recommended quantity did nothing, an entire unit yielded some interesting 
times. Imagine, walking around equatorial sidewalks, convinced that the 
ground was slushy with fresh snow. Imagine a blind guy trying to navigate the 
deep slush in his treadless loafers (note: Latinos, in their bottomless wisdom, 
use indoor ceramic tile to create sidewalk surfaces; traction/schmaction!). And 
hearing/not hearing Karen talking. Thinking that perhaps I'd imagined her 
saying something, and mulling that over, before asking if I'd imagined her 
asking if I was okay with her going on a spending spree. Those of you with 
experience in that field, I'll leave you to your edibles. However, I can safely say, 
that THC does not cure Apraxia!

There was also a couple in North Carolina (who split their time between 
Ecuador and their home state), and manufacture natural remedies, including 
mineral and vegetable supplements. The goal of Mikki's ministrations, was 
to flush the remnants of the AZ shots out of my body, believing that this might 
alleviate the symptoms. One of the prescribed (out of ten or so) pills and
powders was derived from a fungus on birch trees. A delightful flavor (blah!), 
when mixed with water which, with its companion concoctions gave me as 
much relief as my daily baby aspirin. Two months of twice-daily pills.

Thinking that there might be an even deeper mental cause, I went to see 
a psychiatrist, to see if perhaps anti-anxiety meds might fix me, He happily
 prescribed Clonazepam for a short bit. Not feeling any positive change, he 
added another(whose name escapes) anti-anxiety drug. Even together, no 
positive results.  Blood-flow to certain parts was affected, however, 
and I weaned myself, ASAP!

All of this was being done, in concert with my Canadian-trained neurologist 
(she of the discomfort around eyelid injections) and Margarita was very 
supportive of any theory that had some credibility and lacked danger. The 
next adventure was at her urging and was administered by a neurological 
scientist (and doctoral students) at the local Catholic university. The treatment
 is called Trans-cranial Magnetic Stimulation (TMS), in which incredibly 
powerful electromagnets are placed on the skull of an affected person. 
Normally used for anxiety and depression (replacing electroshock therapy), 
rapid pulses of magnetic energy are focused on affected area(s) of the brain. 
While Margarita had strongly recommended the area of the brain, concerned
with eyelid movement, it seems they went with their own protocol, focusing on 
the motor cortex (or some such) for a month of daily treatments. I only 
discovered this discrepancy, the final week, and a change was not in the offing.

The university was an hour's bus ride away, and each day, I spent a total of 
three hours between treatments and mass transit.  How did I navigate, you 
ask?  One word; stubborn.  Karen was willing to be my eyes, but I insisted 
on struggling my way through this and, after a few times, it wasn't so tough.

Latinos, in their infinite  wisdom, do NOT consult with one-another,so 
Margarita didn't check-in to see if her recommendation was being followed.  
That left this poor Gringo to the care of the clinician, Esteban. Delightful 
young man, he happened to be a musician, and is enamored of the 
music of my youth. So, we spent each hour enjoying each others' tunes 
(well, mostly mine) and bonding over some really awesome albums.

I managed to wrangle another week, with the pulses focused on another area 
of the brain. A fair bit of negotiating and wheedling, at long last had a much 
more powerful pulse applied to the part of my brain that was indicated. Sadly, 
two weeks of this changed nothing and we parted ways.

Next was the uncle of our friend and guide, Felipe. Uncle Servio lived near 
the coast, four hours away; so Karen, Felipe and I made a weekend of it, 
staying in a rustic little farm accommodation. Seems the city of Machala 
was a bit dangerous, and staying near the doctor was a poor idea, so we 
stayed at "Happy Fruit", an hour away.  Servio uses and injects a 
German-sourced medicine called "Procaine" to cure most anything, 

Of course, I heard "cocaine" and got excitedly right down to it turns out it's 
related to novocaine, and was injected along the scar of my heart surgery, 
the area around the AZ shots (another "anti-vaxxer, Dr Servio) as well as 
around my eyes. That was Friday, and no results were felt. Saturday we 
returned for round two. This time, the shots were inside my mouth and 
throat. While Felipe could hold the light for the doctor, he could not 
observe my tonsils being injected, I think Karen averted her eyes as well. 
Brave Servio didn't flinch, and neither did I. Sadly, no result.

Round three with Dr Servio took place at our home. He'd asked me to get a 
panoramic of my teeth and send it to him ($15 for the x-ray). He was excited 
to see the file, as it confirmed something he'd suspected; I still had my 
wisdom teeth!  His theory was that the teeth were impacting my skull 
(muscles, nerves, etc), resulting in my condition. When he dropped-by 
with his handy doctor bag, complete with syringes and (you guessed it) 
procaine, he sat me down and injected the stuff on both sides of each 
wisdom tooth, to simulate their removal. The thought being, that if my 
eyelids worked, his theory was correct, as the numbing effect took hold. 
You're probably used to this by now, but no change, At the end of the visit,
as the freezing wore off, my lids 
remained firmly down.

So, what next? I'd done some acupuncture,  massage, started going to a 
gym for cardio (at the recommendation of one psychologist) and 
weight-training (still going, a year later), lost weight, to the delight of our 
nutritionist, my cardiologist and our GP. Continuously do mental puzzles and 
Spanish learning work, just in case. Alcohol consumption is way down 
(practically none) We've continued tutoring English several days per week, 
not forgoing social connection or staying at home. Which only proves how 
stubborn and unwilling to give up. I've broken three glasses and stepped 
on the cat only twice (he's since learned to take a defensive posture when 
I'm around).

It seemed I was left with two options (three, if you count Margarita's 
suggestion of implanting electrodes in my skull), accept that I may be
blind(ed) forever or continue to be open to something new, whatever that 
may be.  Despite three psychologists and a psychiatrist assuring me that 
there wasn't anything 'mental" about my condition, the occasional 
eyes-wide-open experience, predicated on nothing at all, seemed to indicate  
there was some willpower/psychological/muscular/dumb luck element to this. 

Therefore, I'm seeing, Nick, my physiotherapist, to see if we can combine 
exercise with cognitive efforts.  Nick is an American, young and in love with 
an Ecuadorian girl (marrying at the end of June). Though not the same as 
Bell's Palsy (told you we'd come back to that), there are similarities, enough 
to warrant using some of those therapies for me.  Nick has shown a great 
enthusiasm and initiative, in exploring my condition both in online investigation 
as well as consulting with US colleagues and professors. He even shared that 
there were two types of Apraxia, which (being the smart-ass) I immediately 
sent to Margarita, who confirmed the "ideomotor" version. Not that it's any help, 
since it isn't my type of APRAXIA.

Then the idea that Nick might work with my psychologist, Anna 
(another Gringa), to explore the possibility that the psychological may have 
some sort of impact still, though not exclusively. Both seem rather intrigued, 
if not enthused at the idea of collaborating to work toward a solution (I need 
to be careful about using the word ("cure") with me. Not to be too down on 
Latino culture, but this seems not to happen outside of North American circles, 
so I'm grateful to them both. Not gonna count any chickens, but the physio 
seems to be having an effect, Certainly not predictable nor controllable 
(might even be placebo), but I sense the severity receding at times and 
am hopeful that this collaboration may yield more results. I'd likened it to 
those "magic-eye" puzzles, where you have to do two things at once; relax 
your eyes and yet force them to focus in a certain way, to see the 3-D image,

I'm encouraged by the concern, thoughts and prayers of all who are aware 
of my challenges, and though I can perceive a certain expectation of recovery 
from some quarters, I've learned to not let the fear of disappointing my loved 
ones prevent me from seeking new options. Please feel free to share this 
missive with others who may have an interest (saves me from having to 
explain my situation repeatedly).  

Thank you,

Sieg Braum



 

Thursday, April 20, 2023

Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th ...

Cuenca Perspectives by Jim: THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th ...:                                THE PACO'S BLUES  PERFORMED AT  JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 2023 Barbie De Pa...

THE PACO'S BLUES PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY

                              

THE PACO'S BLUES  PERFORMED AT JOHN VITALI'S 80th BIRTHDAY PARTY

FRIDAY, APRIL 14, 2023

Barbie De Palma threw an 80th Birthday party for her hubby John and about 100 guests in the course of the afternoon were in attendance for the afternoon festivities.  John and Barbie are known for entertaining, and John's party was a smash.  There were lots of very friendly folks, some of us not having seen one another in years.  Great food and desserts, as the ribs and chicken by the hosts were complemented by the side dishes and desserts brought by the guests.   

The event was blessed as for the second day and evening in a roll  Cuenca was without rain, which has become an oddity as we transition out of the La Nina into the El Nino weather pattern. Yet a cloud cover help to keep the Equatorial sun from beating down on us, which made for perfect atmospheric conditions for the afternoon backyard festivities.

The kickoff and finale for the party and everything swinging in-between were the Paco's Blues.  I assume most of the guests heard Paco's Blues in one of the venues in town, but it was my first time.  I had met the drummer, Jeff Jones and his wife, Mary at various occasions and over short conversations on the street, but I never heard Jeff play.  The rest of the band was new to me.  Wow, were they dynamite.  I enjoy the blues, and everything the Paco's Blues played was top notch.  It was a lively party, and I was amazed at how they played for three and a half hours and only took one ten minute break.  As you will see these guys are not kids, so their stamina was very impressive.  Most of all, they were really enjoying themselves, which put the entire guests in a big party and dancing mood.


Awesome, is the vocal singer, Roxie. Besides being attractive, as I sat next to her eating a plate of food before the music began.  I was informed by her or other people at the table that she was the vocalist.  Roxie is not a large woman.  I was amazed at the power that came from her voice.  She did a James Brown number, and I thought James Brown had spirited down to the stage for an encore performance.  Unfortunately, the two numbers I enjoyed hearing her sing the most, and neither were the numbers I recorded.  I encourage you to see the last video link in particular.  Roxie has more than enough energy to energize the entire planet.  I also must admit that Paco. the other lead singer and one of the three guitarists in the group has put together an excellent band, and I hope they stay together for a long time.  I asked my two jovens how old they thought Roxie was from the videos they saw her in this blog?  Both of them, without hesitation, said sixteen.  Whether it was her youthful looks, her enormous energy, or a combination of both; compliments to Roxie.  


Not everything this sensational group plays is strictly blues, there's room for rock, r&b, and soul.  I apologize for not having the names of every member in the group.  I tried to find them on their Facebook page, but they must be a modest group.  Paco's Blues is all I can find after the founder of the group.  Maybe, a stalwart fan can fill me in on the names of the two other guitarists.  At which point, I will update my blog post.  This group is best to hear live.  The sound leaves something to be desired on a cell phone and even a laptop.  I have my laptop also connected to my television, and the television or a bose-type speaker is the way to go for real sound enjoyment of the group.

 



John Vetali and Barbie De Palma


The Paco's Blues




Their next appearance in Cuenca is scheduled for 6:00 p.m. at Common Grounds on Thursday, May 11th. 













Maria Isabel Latta


Jim Mola, blogger, and Marie Isabel Latta






















John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 1

Roxie, Linda and John Lewis, and Maria Isabel Latta wishing everybody greetings at the end of the video.

https://youtu.be/SOveU24zwdU



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 2

https://youtu.be/1HgvnMCwu7Q



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 3

https://youtu.be/Nm8UirwsZe8



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 4
https://
.be/5cy9eVvmI3Y



The Paco's Blues version of Happy Birthday, while John and Barbie get down.

John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 5

https://youtu.be/uZ_ym8bI3uk



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 6

"Rolling on the River"

https://youtu.be/h8ReSb9uoDc



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 7

"Ain't No Sunshine When He's Gone"

https://youtu.be/MRlhuCFPJXM



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 8
https://youtube.com/shorts/5qcaZdIcYdw



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 9
https://youtu.be/kyevHNWEdhY



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 10

"Mama, I'm Coming Home"


https://youtu.be/QoGbp_R9jtY



John Vitali's 80th Birthday Party, Paco's Blues Band - Part 11

Roxie on fire.

https://youtube.com/shorts/7sqgAzrLzQ8