Krayola Colors

by John J. Miller on November 10, 2009 · 3 comments

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Earlier this year, a musician named Hector Saldana contacted me by email. I hadn’t heard of him or his band, the Krayolas. Hector wanted to send his new album. He did. I liked it. I blogged about it for NRO.

I’ve listened to the Krayolas with pleasure ever since, enjoying their Tex-Mex-meets-the-British-invasion sound. This is my kind of multiculturalism.


So I was in San Antonio over the weekend with my daughter. On Saturday afternoon, we approached the big plaza in front of the San Fernando Cathedral. Across the street, I spotted Hector. We had never met–we knew each other entirely by email. But I recognized him and called out his name. “We go on stage in ten minutes,” he said. It turns out that the Krayolas were part of a music festival, a free event whose other performers included Alejandro Escovedo.

As the show started, Josie and I maneuvered to the front of the crowd. Hector spotted us. “We’ve got a couple of friends here from Washington, D.C.,” he said. “John Miller of National Review and his daughter Josie!” Then he introduced “Corrido Twelve Heads in a Bag,” a song I had singled out for praise online.

Has National Review ever received a shout out from a rock band on stage? This may have been a first. No matter. On the walk back to our hotel, Josie asked me to put some Krayolas on her iPod. This is quite an endorsement: The girl can be a blunt critic.

I now envision Josie boasting to friends about her new pal, Hector the rock star.

  • Dad

    There are three in the picture. Which ome is Hector??

  • Hector is in the middle, singing and playing the guitar.

  • Mary Boote

    Josie SHOULD boast that she knows a rock star. And that her dad is a star too. Just a different kind! GREAT story. And, for the record, I think NR “rocks’ too!

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