 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.
 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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