Juan Carlos Cáceres R.I.P. (as in tear the place up!)

This morning I woke to the news of the death of Juan Carlos Cáceres in Paris. All of us who have jumped up and grabbed a partner when we heard the opening chords of “Tango Negro” or “Tocá Tangó” know very well the beauty and joy of his creations. Those words are forever soaked in […]


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One response to “Juan Carlos Cáceres R.I.P. (as in tear the place up!)”

  1. Jorge Reingold Avatar
    Jorge Reingold

    Just found out about Juan Carlos today, more than a year after his passing. We met almost sixty years ago when we were young jazz musicians in Buenos Aires. As with almost everybody else, we did have some tempestuous moments, one of which ended with punches thrown. Juan Carlos, or “el Gordo”, as he was affectionately called on occasion, introduced me to the beatnik influenced underground jazz scene in Buenos Aires, where I made friends, suffered a broken heart, and developed an affinity for art, music, and the pursuit of excess. With gratitude, I bid you adieu, JC…

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