CR is from a South American country and resides in our country’s biggest Latino paradise. I missed out on meeting him when I was in his sizzling city in March as we had just casually started introductions online. A shame because when I met him at this festival, I was smitten.
Tall – very tall – slender, caramel colored skin, thick black hair and thick black spectacle frames to match, the classiest of t-shirts advertising his favorite bands, and spanking new white converse trainers. He came bearing gifts, too. He gave me a brilliant seven inch from his amazing record label. I swooned.
I spoke with him here and there over the weekend. Honestly, it was sometimes difficult to hold a conversation with him as his accent is so thick. But I kept going for it because his sense of humor and unparalleled confidence was insane. He has worked with so many bands and even if he hadn’t put their single out, they all seemed to know one another. Set lists were dedicated to him. Gifts were bestowed upon him.
He was always chewing gum. He always stood head and shoulders above everyone else in the tightly-knit crowds. He always had a tote bag of records and other goodies with him. He always had facts and opinions to readily offer in the sweetest way. I ached.
If my life circumstances do not change, I will be seeing him in September. We’ve been exchanging emails about this and both seem to be equally thrilled about the prospect. My fantasies have been raging like wildfires through me since this has come to light. I’ve no idea what he would be up for but I hope it will be adventurous and true.
