And, he'd seen me in Panama, and he talked about maybe doing something in New York so I hooked it up when I came here and I recorded in 1969 my first album with Pete Rodriguez.
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- Author's profession: Musician
- Nationality: panamanian
- Born: July 16, 1948
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