¡hola! Growing up in Miami in the nineteen sixties and seventies, the was plenty of Latin music about us in the thick South Florida air. Like Celia Cruz, Iris Chacon, and Jose Feliciano, ...but nothing struck my young music loving mind like the sounds of the Santana band emanating from the transistor radio on my bike handlebars. "I ain't got nobody, that I can depend on", wow! "Evil Ways", "Oye, Como Va"...Carlos was everywhere.