My father and I shared the same kind of love for music.

Not just because our tastes aligned, but more because we are lit up by songs in a way that I find hard to describe (but as Burnmixers you probably feel it too). So I'll try: the explosive thrill of how good a song can be to my ears; the astounding discovery of an artist; that nearly romantic sensation of connecting to a song that feels like it was designed for something deep within me. And the fact that that feeling happens over and over and over and over --- and each time is electric and beautiful and joyful. 

And it's blissfully irrelevant if anyone else shares your reaction to that song, because you've been swept off your feet either way --- but always worth sharing with someone who might (and maybe obnxiously forcing many people to listen carefully to it!). I loved sharing music with him. He shared so many now-treasured songs with me. I loved watching him in his musical bliss each time.

He died this June and I'm so sad. Music is a difficult place because of how much he is in it. I'm amused and happy though to have found salsa music to be a balm. I've always loved it, but now it's one of the few genres I'm seeking. I discovered Celia Cruz and I can't get over her. Her voice feels made for me. I am trying to learn Latin piano rhythms in my weekly lessons. I just want to play claves in a band one day.

And so I share with you a mix of songs from Cuban and Puerto Rican musicians. These songs sound so good to me -- they don't make me cry, they make me feel alive. I hope you enjoy!

- Bryn

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