Oh, Enrique. I remember in high school I had a friend named Brittany (name changed, never know!), and she was absolutely in heart throb love with Enrique Iglesias...I just remember my inner self scratching my inner-self-head and wondering why on earth why? haha I was not in touch with my inner Latina--I don't think I ever mentioned that when I got angry that the Peruvian blood in me would boil. My last name always brought out the Italian roots to the plate, and I'd just go with the flow and stay on the European track. But yes, she adored ENRIQUE and wanted to date someone like him. I stuck with my Jack Johnson and whatever it was I would listen to, perhaps I was still on my musical quest.
Growing up, I was my Mom's passenger driver and everywhere we went the windows were down in our ghetto sea-blue colored car because air conditioning was a luxury our family did not experience. To accompany our sweaty drive would be sappy love songs belted by Julio Iglesias, the world famous Spanish singer. It's funny I noticed his interesting accent but never noticed my own Mothers'. But yes, back to these English-Spanish love songs, there sat eight-year-old Diana, singing along...I became extremely familiar with the tunes, "To all the girls I loved before, who traveled in and our our door..."... I have to say, I have been listening to one of his songs as my study music...yes, the same song on repeat...it's the acoustic version, it's BEAUTIFUL but his version with lyrics is amazing. Why can't more men be more romantic like him? No pressure. :) Here's the song in case your on the edge of your seat:
Now, that was Enrique's Pops...nowadays, Enrique is the modern Julio--the modern big Latino superstar singer...although he has a lot more competition...but I just am noticing him... basically 15 years since he put his first album out to the public, I'm finally paying attention and I can now see why my friend was SO into good 'ol Enrique. I, mind you, am not into him in the physical aspect, but this week I've been getting acquainted with him and his songs. I have to say, I've been singing a few of them in my head and even out loud during this entire day. I'd like to cross paths with SOMEONE who is whistling the same tune. Would that not be beyond coordinated, but accidentally? Gosh, remarkable-ness. I'm still waiting for that.
This week I'm into Enrique's songs...not so sure about next week yet, but feel free to jam away :) I prefer the Spanish version to the English one. Paz fuera.
