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Where Were These Options?

Lately, I've been on something of a salsa kick when I listen to music. I don't know what started it exactly, but I suspect it was one of those YouTube recommendations that led me to discover a video/song that I didn't know before. As is wont to happen to me, I ended up listening to one of those songs a few times, but the novelty never quite wore off. So, YouTube did what YouTube does, and it recommended more songs along those lines to me. Next thing I knew, I was knee-deep in salsa music.

Now, it's interesting that I happened to land on some Peruvian salsa artists. I didn't exactly go looking for them, but I think Tony Succar happens to be Peruvian and happens to be pretty well-known, so I inevitably came across one of his songs. In fact, one of the remixes that he and Tito Nieves did of a Michael Jackson song still regularly makes its way into my rotation. Like I said, one recommendation followed another, and soon I had a few new fun songs that made their way into my regular rotation.

All of that has been fun, but my favorite part of this all has been the Mild Wife's reaction. You see, she likes salsa, too. She lived in an area that had a lot of it playing, so she has an appreciation for it. In fact, when we used to take dance lessons more regularly, salsa was one of our favorite dances to mess around with. So, she's definitely on board with these new music selections.

In fact, she's such a fan of these new songs that at one point, she blurted out, "where the heck were these options when we were settling on a wedding playlist?" She was basically commenting that if I had suggested any of these new songs for our wedding, she would've enthusiastically said yes. We both cracked up almost as soon as she said it, but I think it took me longer to stop laughing. I mean, I could see where she was coming from, but I had just recently discovered this music. Heck, I'm not entirely sure that I would've discovered this new music had it not been for COVID and a little bit more free time on my hands.

Still, the joke has been made, and it runs through my head every so often when I listen to any of these new songs. Turns out the salsa music is fun for two reasons.

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