Published on March 16th, 2015 | by Phil

Caracas 1960

I arrived by plane from Hawaii to Caracas in 1960. Staying at the Hotel Tamanaco on a hilltop with its views across the valley was exciting. It was all women with beehives, men in smart ‘Mad Men’ suits and ties, Chevies and Cadillacs all in the intoxicating musical atmosphere of salsa and merengue. Soon we moved to a house in the country club district and Imet an English boy who showed me some Chuck Berry riffs. The rest is my history….