Musical Interlude: Boulevard of Broken Dreams
I've often said that my martini years were an interesting time in my life. My favourite cocktail turned my life upside down and took me down the dark, despicable paths of lounge music, Mid-Century Modern (and Space Age) decor, and led me to buy what can only be described as the most God-forsaken credenza known to man.
But it also turned me on to Esquivel, so that's something.
Ladies and gentlemen, for your listening pleasure, here is Juan Garcia Esquivel and Boulevard of Broken Dreams.
Not that shitty Green Day song