The Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra debut record in hard-copy, real world, CD form. All 10 tracks, in pristine fidelity.
"The work here is way above and beyond anything anyone else is doing right now – and maybe ever." --- www.palosalsero.com
"The arrangements are magnificent, you could close your eyes and get carried away....a really great band..." --- Solar Latin Club
Includes unlimited streaming of Williamsburg Salsa Orchestra
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$15USD
T-Shirt/Apparel
Only available locally at our shows untill now. 8-bit font, black T with red & white lettering. "American Apparel"-type cut for a close, fashionable fit.
Photos feature Solange wearing a customized T.
(All funds go into our recording & touring budget so we can bring you more music and come to where you are. Thanks!)
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Purchasable with gift card
$20USD
Poster/Print
Beautiful poster from our ongoing residency at The Brooklyn Bowl. On thick poster paper, shipped to you in a tube.
It's got a cool vintage look with a futuristic vibe. Destined to be a classic sometime around 3085 A.D.
11 X 17 and looks great in a frame
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Purchasable with gift card
$10USD
about
L.E.S. Artistes, by Santigold (or Santogold)
lyrics
What I'm searching for
to tell it straight, I'm trying to build a wall
Walking by myself
down avenues that reek of time to kill
If you see me keep going
be a pass by waver
Build me up, bring me down
just leave me out you name dropper
Stop trying to catch my eye
I see you good you forced faker
Just make it easy
You're my enemy you fast talker
Chorus:
I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up
If I could stand up mean for the things that I believe
What am I here for
I left my home to disappear is all
I'm here for myself
Not to know you
I don't need no one else
Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later
You don't know me
I am an introvert an excavator
I'm duckin' out for now
a face in dodgy elevators
Creep up and suddenly
I found myself
an innovator
Chorus.
Change, change, change,
I want to get up out of my skin
tell you what
if I can shake it
I'm 'a make this
something worth dreaming of