Reseña del libro "Street Waltzing (en Inglés)"
"Untrained in elbowing my way stiff-necked through the crowd, I became a street savvy Good Samaritan. The two that were mutually exclusive dwelled in me coexisting, without needing more elbowroom. Magdalene was different. She was a Greenpeace role model. A positive change through action. All about defending the natural world and peace, saving African penguins, still needing her elbowroom. It turned out to be an essential Dutch complex about seeking to claim more land from the sea. It supplemented their blood diamond trade. I was yet to discover that beauty comes from inside and that some symmetric faces turn out to be pitiless, as if they were Venetian carnival masks. The key was the window to the soul. Some eyes still spoke the universal language of Adam and Eve. Unaware, some had it hidden in their genes, as they caused fatal attractions around the world, throwing it off its balance...Maybe it was also due to an emancipated attempt to create an ability to act at one's own discretion. Hardly anywhere else in the world was one free to walk into a coffee shop and pick a pre-rolled joint. They had a whole catalogue à la carte to choose from. Pakistani, Afghani Hush, Dutch Weed, Aunt Mary, you name it. Five Guilders a piece." Carried away, Faco neglects the opportunity to meet Ray Charles in Amsterdam. He hangs out with Ray's guitar player, Ken, showing him around instead. It's a poignant story that will connect with diverse audiences on multiple levels, as Faco embarks on a musical journey, venturing across three continents, and eventually winding up in Australia. Finding odd jobs to survive, he also plays music and sings on trains and busy street corners. Meanwhile, the war in Bosnia breaks out. He becomes a nomad in search for answers to the ancient East-West strife that burns deep within. Instead of returning to his birthplace, Faco homes in on the truth in his search of peace. "Could anything so rich in descriptive prose and so completely without self pity when a little self pity would be more than appropriate - could this have happened?" Grady Harp, LITERARY AFICIONADO
