You might go out of your house any day and come across in the dusty banking of the Square of Weapon, in the Orphans' land next to the Yellow House, perhaps in Providence along with a kiosk of newspapers.. The place does not matter really. He is always there, simply armed with a guitar and a sweet diatonic harmonica. And I say to you, you will not be able to avoid to be attracted by his talent, by his genius, by his sincerity, by his humility. Unconsciously everyone is influenced by the soft melodies and the free rhythms; they end up by humming, whistling, moving the head without noticing it. In this city full of sadness it is something very beautiful to see. Yes, Johnny canalizes the whole Blues that lives in the bends of Santiago; as a prodigious wandering Hamelin that in exchange for nothing manages to frighten, exactly, these crows of our hearts with a sound limpid, thin; nothing more raw.
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