A poem for Tino di Geraldo

Tino di Geraldo is a Spanish producer, percussionist, drummer, composer and general wild man.  This poem was inspired by some of the tracks on his latest album, Tino.  Sadly, the album is now out of print, but I am the happy owner of one of the few copies that made it to the US.

flamenco funk fuck

my man Tino

escuchando a su música

funky funk

heavy speed metal

jazz flamenco rap

breaking down the doors

blank walls crying for slash graffiti

dark light

stabbing into a drug swirled night

beats throbbing in my veins

syncopated trance

Gnawa initiation

Gypsy soul

high on gaitas de Asturias

tabla song

electronic flamenco break

dance

hash fueled

half-dreams

swirl with night’s color

cover my eyes

fill my ears

embrace me all ashiver

calling out

side

the small, hot room

too long too many

afraid to venture out

not you

high on music beyond design

groaning

fucking a lover

whose face you

can never see