Reposting this awesome Tabou Combo track since yesterday was Haitian Independence day and the original post was missing the audio. Shoutouts to our former DJ companero, Franz Tunda, who originally posted this back in 2010.
(Photo: Lima, 2001)
“La vida es una tragedia para el que no tiene nada.” – Ranil.
I come from that generation of peruanos who’s never seen Peru win anything in fútbol: we last made the World Cup in 1982, when I was five, and last won a Copa América in 1975, a couple of years before I was born. But there’s always hope. South America’s soccer championship starts tomorrow, and though we have a tough group (Chile, Mexico, Uruguay) right now, as I type this: we’re all tied for first place.
So I’m posting this sublimely patriotic track from Arturo “Zambo” Cavero, “Y se llama Perú”, to inspire fans and players alike to dream big, or at least lose with dignity. My guess is Papicultor is as optimistic about Colombia’s chances, as I am about Peru’s; and that Posoule is smug and confident after Chicharito et al won the Gold Cup in impressive fashion.
May the best team win.
Y Se Llama Perú by Arturo Cavero
A touch of nationalism now and then isn’t a bad thing, as long as it isn’t dogmatic. It’s even better when it’s shared musically. What I like about this record is the very notion behind it: a Cuban group performing in honor of Peru. That’s pan-Latin Americanism I can get behind…
Canto A Perú by Conjunto Palmas Y Cañas De Cuba
Canto a Perú
“Tu me quieres engañar, muchacho… Tu me quieres engaaaaaañar….”
enjoy! (y no te dejes engañar…)
Mientes by Canelita