
I followed
baikinange into the
The Roots Music Listening Room. I thought I maybe could catch a glimpse of her swinging her hips to some wild
cajun track and maybe steal a dance or two. But, to my disappointment, no. She just sat there with her headphones on in a world of her own dreaming of
Atilla the Hun,
Sir Lancelot and
Wilmoth Houdini and other old kings of the
Trinidad calypso 1930s - 1940.
Well, maybe next time. When the competition is a little less heroic.
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