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Born Guadalupe Victoria Yolí Raymond on December 23, 1939 in the barrio ...
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Born Guadalupe Victoria Yolí Raymond on December 23, 1939 in the barrio of San Pedrito, Santiago, Cuba. Her father was an worker at the local Bacardi distillery and was a major influence on her life and he strictly encouraged her to becme a school teacher. Just like her closest counterpart, Celia Cruz, she too was a schoolteacher before she became a singer.
She married in 1958 and formed a musical trio with her husband Eulogio "Yoyo" Reyes and another female singer. This group "The Tropicuba Trio" broke up with the marriage in 1960. She began to perform her own act at a small night club "La Red" in Havana and acquired a devoted following also appearing on radio. She released her first album "Con el Diablo en el Cuerpo" ("With the Devil Inside") on Discuba in 1961. Her expressive performances with their violent sexuality attracted criticism that she was a poor example to the revolutionary state, this led to professional difficulties which together with personal problems made it difficult to stay in Cuba.
In 1962 she found herself exiled to the United States. In New York City she performed at a cabaret, named "La Barraca", where she was discovered by Mongo Santamaria and started a new career, making more than 10 records in five years. Her passionate performances covered the range of Cuban music: son montuno, bolero, Guantanamera venturing into other Caribbean styles like merengue, boogaloo, golpe tocuyano, busamba, salsa. In the sixties she was the most acclaimed latin singer in New York City due her partnership with Tito Puente. She was the first Latin singer to sell out a concert at Madison Square Garden. She also did a wide variety of cover versions in either Spanish or accented English, including Yesterday, Dominique by The Singing Nun, "Twist & Shout", "Unchained Melody", "Fever" and "America" from from the play/film West Side Story.
A devout follower of Santeria, she continued to practice her religion regardless of the influence, fortune, and fame she had acquired throughout the height of her career. However due to the decision by her record label, Fania Records, to end her contract in the last 1970s (mainly because the label wanted to focus on the less controversial, yet comercially-successful Celia Cruz), she saw herself destitute by the early 1980s. After being healed miracously by a evangelical Christian faith healer, she abandoned her Santeria roots and became a born-again Christian. She died in the Bronx and was survived by her husband William Garcia, their daughter Rainbow, and her son Rene Camaro (whose father was Eulogio Reyes). She is interred in Saint Raymond's Cemetery in the Bronx.
In the 1990s, interest in her music was re-sparked when Pedro Almodóvar included "Puro Teatro", one of her boleros of love and breakup in his film classic Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown. Due to her similarities to American singer Judy Garland such as her strong, yet raspy voice, and her energetic and unpredectable stage performances, she has become an icon among many gays in Latin America and Spain.
In 2002, The New York City renamed East 140th Street in The Bronx as La Lupe Way in her memory.
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BARLOVENTO EN UNA REGION DE VENEZUELA DE MUCHO CALOR Y DE BAILES DE TAM...
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BARLOVENTO EN UNA REGION DE VENEZUELA DE MUCHO CALOR Y DE BAILES DE TAMBORES
AQUI UN TRABAJO REALIZADO POR LA VOZ NEGRA DE BARLOVENTO ESTE TEMA REALIZADO POR AUDI ACHIQUE DE LOS AÑOS 90 - EL CLAMOR DE UN PUEBLO QUE PIDE RESCATAR SUS RAICES VALORES TRADICIONALES VENEZOLANOS
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Roberto Faz. "Si Los Rumberos me Llaman".De Cuba para el mundo...
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Roberto Faz. "Si Los Rumberos me Llaman".De Cuba para el mundo,grabaciones de entre 1948 y 1965.
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Veinte años de tradición se siguen acumulando en el sector El Nazareno d...
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Veinte años de tradición se siguen acumulando en el sector El Nazareno de Petare. Desde las 2:30 de la tarde del Viernes Santo cientos de personas se congregaron para observar la interpretación del Vía Crucis que parte de la iglesia Nuestra Señora de Fátima y culmina en el parque El Morro, que fue rebautizado como El Calvario por la costumbre de este acto.
Más de 100 jóvenes voluntarios, y muchos de ellos penitentes, interpretaron las últimas horas de la Pasión de Cristo.
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So how's your credit crunch going? Cancelled the family holiday? Job und...
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So how's your credit crunch going? Cancelled the family holiday? Job under threat? Imagine it's 15 years from now and things are even worse. The businesses you used to run are a distant memory, as are your three marriages. Now, middle-aged and broken, all that stands between you and homelessness is a part-time job at the post office (£3.50 an hour) and the waning tolerance of your young girlfriend whose tiny studio flat you share in a dead-end provincial town. Sounds like the sort of vision of the future that might have kept the G20 bigwigs awake in their London embassies last week. In fact, it's the all-too real life of Naoki, an entrepreneur who fell between the fissures that tore apart the Japanese economy in the early Nineties and ended up as part of its unenviable underclass, the "new poor".
Despite being the world's second largest economy, Japan has never recovered. As a warning to us all of how deeply long-term recession can hobble lives, Sean McAllister's intimate portrait of Naoki and his 29-year-old girlfriend Yoshie, Japan: a Story of Love and Hate (BBC4) almost unbearable. Luckily, if that's the word, the weird extremities of Japanese society kept the privations of their lives at an almost surreal distance. Yoshie's flat in Yamagata city was so small that McAllister conducted half of his interviews with Naoki at the foot of the bed in which you could see Yoshie sleeping fitfully. And, when Yoshie was at home, she was in bed, the result of holding down several jobs, one of which was as an escort to tipsy Japanese businessmen in local bars. If she wasn't half-cut from work, she was compulsively wolfing down a midnight feast, a bizarre side-effect of the anti-depressant she took nightly. Imagine a short story somewhere between Haruki Murakami and Raymond Carver, and this might have been the scenario.
It's a mystery how Naoki maintained the rueful grin behind the cigarettes he chain-smoked. There was some light relief: unlike his sad-looking fellow wage slaves at the post office, Naoki couldn't help sniggering at his boss's po-faced pep talks about road safety on their rounds. And the only way he and his girlfriend's disapproving father got along, finally, was by comparing their experiences with Viagra. Most memorable, though, were Naoki's old cine films of the mass protests against the Vietnam war he took part in in the late Sixties: along with many others, the young Naoki violently objected to the presence of US airbases in Japan. You were left wondering why the Japanese have not been able to muster any of that old, insurrectionary energy in the past two decades of their decline.
After the deathly quiet streets of Yamagata city, downtown Baltimore, gangsters, bent cops and all, looked a hoot in The Wire. The BBC has done the decent thing, finally, and given David Simon and Ed Burns's crime-and-punishment epic its terrestrial debut. If you're new to it, and haven't been thoroughly put off by its Greatest TV Drama Since The History of Forever reputation, you're already five episodes in and possibly reeling. The Wire, notoriously, doesn't hang around for anyone who's not au fait with Baltimore Police Department general orders or the fruity language of its drug-dealing 14-year-olds. A bit of advice then: catching it at the fag end of every weekday night without the box-set DVDs' pause or rewind button (or subtitles) is asking a lot, so just persevere with the hoppers, re-ups and burners and all, eventually, will become horribly, wonderfully clear.
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