THE REGAL WOMAN OF THE WORLD
Marilú Menéndez The lights went down with the soft notes of La Comparsa floating from somewhere in the dark, building slowly, as always, to its bittersweet crescendo. For a long long time, it was just that: the old Cuban songbook, from Danza Negra to La Bayamesa, its melodies, gorgeous still, melancholic, pared down to their essence by a classical