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Published on Nov 20, 2008
I stood on the world's stage in 1984 and was written up and covered by every major newspaper and TV stations across the USA and beyond. The accomplishments of my work will always be a thing of legend. But... driving home on the night I recorded my song in Orlando at 1 in the morning, I realized what really matters in life. The material artifacts that I was heralded for discovering, take a back seat compared to the feelings I had that morning. What I had just accomplished when hearing my song being played while driving down I-4 was beyond any of my wildest dreams. I have magically recreated my grandparents, my youth and my old home town of Tampa from a song. But its more than just a song, it is something that lasts. Walking down Ybor early in the morning or late at night, dominoes can still be heard falling from a distant time, Havana tobacco leaves from the cigar factories can still permeate memories into believing nothing has changed. The stacks of Cuban sandwiches piled high can still be seen outside that Silver Ring Cafe if you just wished it; the swaying of the palms with the rhythm of the people dancing in the red brick streets is all so very there. In a sense, I really didnt write Corazon de Tampa... Ybor city and West Tampa did. All I did was listen, look, feel and live that enchanting time. My heart did the rest. Frank Garcia