Miragedriver
Brigadier
A little over three years ago my best friend (my father) passed away. We use to sit in the patio of my home on a weekend afternoon, drink wine, eat olives, prechuto and cheese and of course listen to tangos. My father loved tangos and we would sit, eat and relax. To this day if I hear a tango, it reminds me of my father and I begin to cry like a little school girl.
Last night I was insomniac and was surfing the internet. I came across a young Chinese girl playing one of my father favorite tangos on the mandolin. The mandolin is a very difficult instrument to play, and she is playing a tango with such passion.
Hope you all enjoy.
[video=youtube;XLdqEn8pqis]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLdqEn8pqis[/video]
I will now get back to bottling my Malbec
Last night I was insomniac and was surfing the internet. I came across a young Chinese girl playing one of my father favorite tangos on the mandolin. The mandolin is a very difficult instrument to play, and she is playing a tango with such passion.
Hope you all enjoy.
[video=youtube;XLdqEn8pqis]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLdqEn8pqis[/video]
I will now get back to bottling my Malbec