More than anyone will ever know, cakalak is the new birth of my spirit. I have wept an ocean. I have laughed till my sides ached. I have reveled in memory. I came to you with my heart bleeding and you mended my wounds. You gave me place at a party that no one invited […]
Dear Cakalak Thunder, You have been the love of my life. You have made me who I am today. And I will miss you forever. I wasn’t young when I found you. I was old enough to know what I wanted, and confident enough to fight for it. For 15 years we pushed and shaped […]
my dear beloved Cakalak thunder, Thank you for having the patience to teach me drums and while I may not jive with rhythms and beats, I jive with you all, the folks who helped provide that education for me. Thank you for teaching me some ways of collective decision making and facilitating. Thank you all […]
Hey beamers, A few Thanksgiving words from up Boston way, finally arrived after 12 hours yesterday on buses from D.C., after 8 hours of driving from the ‘boro to D.C. on Tuesday (after a weekend of travel to & from Georgia…all totaled, about 36 hours of ground transport in the past 6 days. Phew.) But […]
Dear Caka-lakers, Save the date for a full-moon party on June 7th, 2009. Enjoy Tamil full-moon picnic foods like Tamarind rice, Coconut rice, Lime rice, spicy potatoes, lemonade… Muktha
I just wanted to add personally that you folks will be sorely missed. People have talked a great deal about the enormous spirit, and political insights, your group brought to the festival, not to mention your rocking good sound. It’s been a pleasure to be in contact with you and I do hope our collaborations will […]
Just wanted to write a quick note of thanksgiving. Sunday was my last practice and I since many of you were not present, I wanted to make sure you knew how important and formative my time in Cakalak has been. Thanks for embracing me as a never before musician, thanks for all the faithful time […]
damn! they caught me dropping my caixa on the asphalt. how embarrassing! cakalak blunder 4ever,jonathanMay 20, 2008
Picture us in Davis square surrounded by 300 plus people rocking it so hard and everyone is dancing wildly and so up in our shit that we can barely see each other but somehow its all good and all the breaks come off perfectly. The drums hurt my ears all weekend long but I really […]
I miss the fuck out of yall and have been trying to give myself blisters by slapping my thighs and car doors with alla my might. Abrazos, gigiOct 10, 2007