I’ve always enjoyed Latin and Spanish music, whether it be salsa (and I even tried to learn how to salsa dance during my university days, but alas, I have no rhythm), Cuban music, Spanish musicians such as Alejandro Sanz or Estopa, the music of Juanes, and, during the summer camp years, Puerto Rican boy band Menudo, which played a pivotal role in launching the career of Ricky Martin.

Here in South Florida, Spanish is everywhere, whether it be ethnic restaurants, Spanish names, Spanish-speaking television and radio stations. I hear Spanish being spoken at the parks, and on many occasions, the elegant women working in the department stores speak Spanish-accented English. In the same way that one can get by in Israel speaking only in English, one can easily get by in parts of South Florida speaking only in Spanish.

As I’m trying to keep to the South Florida/US theme in my postings these days, my natural inclination for 80s Music Video Sunday is to incorporate music that is undeniably connected to the local music scene. For me, there is no one who better represents this theme than Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine. I’ve always been a fan of Gloria Estefan. I really like her music, and am impressed by her strength as a person. She’s a talented singer, dancer and business woman. She sings in Spanish and English, and I love it all. Today’s song takes me back to a winter weekend convention on the grounds of one of my old youth group’s summer camp, when during a break in the proceedings, someone put this song on, causing us to spontaneously break out into a large conga line and dance around the building while the snow fell outside. Good memories…

Conga
Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer.

Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don’t you fight it till you’ve tried it
Do the conga beat

Everybody gather ’round now
let your body feel the heat.
Don’t you worry if you can’t dance
let the music move your feet.
It’s the rhythm of the island
and like sugarcane, so sweet.
If you want to do the conga
you’ve got to listen to the beat.

Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don’t you fight it till you’ve tried it
Do the conga beat.

Feel the fire of desire
as you dance the night away.
‘Cos tonight we’re gonna party
till we see the break of day.
Better get yourself together
and hold on to what you got.
Once the music hit your system
there’s no way you’re gonna stop.

Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don’t you fight it till you’ve tried it
Do the conga beat.

Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don’t you fight it till you’ve tried it, do the conga

Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can’t control yourself any longer
Feel the rhythm of the music getting stronger
Don’t you fight it till you’ve tried it
Do the conga beat
Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga

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