As a little girl we lived in Jovellanos, a small town next to the Carretera Central. Jovellanos had a large black population because at one time there were several sugar refineries in the area.

One of the most wonderful things about living there was going to sleep listening to the wonderful Afro-Cuban music of the bembes and waking up when the drumming stopped. 

Once or twice I had a chance to take a peek during one of these rituals and was fascinated by the music and the dancing.

These memories have made such an imprint in my imagination, that to this day, the music I compose is full of rhythm and dancing.

Odaline de la Martinez, composer, conductor

Here’s a link to Odaline’s Canciones for percussion and voice

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