Sunday, May 21, 2006

Santeria

Stagg and I went into a Santeria shop yesterday and picked up a candle. We have lots of these candles, and they can be bought around the world I realize, with Saints and Jesus and Mary on them...but a Santeria shop also has herbs and healing and magic. I wish I had a camera with me yesterday but I forgot. The statues and figurines ina Santeria shop are amazing.

Santeria originated in Cuba through a combination of Yoruba culture from Africa and Iberian Catholocism aproximatly early 1700's. I am visiting Chicago for last couple of months and Santeria shops are everywhere in the city. Chicago has a huge hispanic population making for many wonderful resaurants with amazing food. I am always popping into one of the great Cuban or Mexican cafes for some snacks.

Sublime a California garage baqnd started in the late 80's has introduced the religion Santeria to many mainstream and college audiences through one of their popular songs. I also saw a Law and Oder:Criminal Intent with "Logan" this season featuring a Santeria storyline. Unfortunately, the band Sublime is gone, "artistic differences" and it was one of my favourite bands. In the last few years they have becomen more popular than they were while alive. The song Santeria is like ska, corrido, punk and reagae.

Lyrics by Sublime
Santeria

I dont practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that heina and that sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in sancho and Id slap her down.

What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find heina of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.

I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...

What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im comin up.

Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea

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