…as the dancers spin, the strobe driven tempo charges the atmosphere when the timbalero suddenly breaks into his solo…. The timbales speak. The faster he plays, the faster they dance until they go spinning into salsa frenzy. Latin heat is infectious. Not a soul in the place is still because Papiro and his timbal claimed the night. That was salsa at its best. As you play this clip close your eyes and imagine yourself there.
