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Carlos Santana | Carlos Santana

matt-beynon-rees's picture
MASADA, Israel — A parade of bejeweled camels, elaborately costumed warriors and prancing horses crossed the stage. Jerusalem had fallen to a conqueror from the east. The high priest predicted disaster and the wrath of a vengeful deity. Three hours later, with searchlights flitting across the...
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I was up early, as usual, computer on, checking my email and trying to get a handle on the day.  The radio played softly in the background, more for company than entertainment. The DJ cued up a Carlos Santana song, the one that goes, “All you killers, leave your lights on.”  It was a song I...