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anthony: how does the joke begin? three men in a bar? but it s not a bar. imagine the bronx a corner bodega, or maybe a luncheonette, a diner, three men, strictly by coincidence, find themselves in the same place at the same time. sitting at the counter is afrika bambaataa. across the room is melle mel. door opens, and who walks in? dj kool herc. three men who created the musical style that s become the soundtrack to, well, the whole wide world. do they all nod at each other? lament how all of them got screwed over, cut out of the big money? or just laugh at the absurdity of it all? hip-hop it came from nowhere else. it could have come from nowhere else but the bronx. i took a walk through this beautiful world felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la anthony: this is the br
i always feel slightly depressed by beautiful vistas, you know i mean? ah, the storybook kingdom of granada. one of the oldest, most complex, magically surreal places in spain. and one of the most beautiful. granada is tucked against the sierra nevada mountains of andalucia in southern spain. it s not like barcelona. it s not like saint sebastian. it ain t madrid. any reasonable person who looks at spain, comes to spain, eats in spain, drinks in spain, they re going to fall in love. otherwise, there s something deeply wrong with you. spain is the sort of place that never really made any sense anyway. and in the very best possible way. this is the country that gave us the spanish inquisition. also anarchy. this is where devout catholicism mixes with surrealism, modernist cuisine with traditional tapa. christianity and islam traded places, shared space. the effects of influences of all those things are right here to see. you can almost look back through time and through the