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Artists in San Miguel and Other Stories

By Hannah Jarmain

Ana Paula Ruiz Ramos, Age 10, Los Colores de San Miguel, Las Casas

Artists in San Miguel and Other Stories, by Francisco Javier Morales, is a collection of whimsical short stories about love encounters in beautiful San Miguel. Published internationally by Palibrio in England, it is also available on The author has kindly donated 100 percent of the book proceeds to help the Children’s Literacy Through Art program. For further event details please contact the Children’s Art Foundation at email:

Book presentation
Artists in San Miguel and Other Stories
By Francisco Javier Morales
The book proceeds will help the Children’s Literacy Through Art Program
Sat, Jan 24, 6pm
Bellas Artes

A reception to meet the author will be held on Saturday, January 24 at 6pm at the Bellas Artes in San Miguel de Allende.

Excerpt Part 1 from Artists in San Miguel and Other Stories
By Francisco Javier Morales
Luciano has thought that it is more probable that Bono was born in some place close to Querétaro or Atotonilco than outside the country. But, like he himself would say, in this world and in all the others that may have existed, facts are facts and the idle talk and envies are like boiling saliva that makes the mouths of busybodies and jealous people boil. “Poor inferior beings,” Bono said on one occasion in which he and Luciano were still friends and sang songs of the Beatles in chorus. “If they don’t spit it out and hurt their neighbors, they will be poisoned by so much venom that they have in their bodies,” so ended Bono the phrase with a deep breath. At that time, Luciano and Bono would sing with gusto songs of the Beatles. Those were the times of friendship and camaraderie.

Luciano and Bono, without wanting, took a deep breath as if they were sighing. Who knows what they were recalling or what feelings were being harbored in their hoarse chests. If Luciano had a powerful microphone at his reach, he would make the rocks vibrate of all the churches around there and would also conquer the ears of all the diners of Tío Lucas and the Café de Bellas Artes, and of all the other places around there. For example, those at the Tío Lucas would stop eating the succulent meat dishes and would ask the jazz group that plays there to remain silent while Luciano enchanted their ears with his splendid voice.

Those who know a lot about art, and more of artists, say that the rivalry, so as not to say hate, between Luciano and Bono began that time when an elegant and attractive woman arrived at La Buena Vida. Lady Beautiful they called her. She had a lovely hairdo with yellow feathers and she stared at both artists attentively. She distracted their attention and made them make mistakes in their songs. It seemed that she had stolen their soul and the movement in their vocal chords as well.

Oh! A beautiful friendship that went berserk and was lost only because a beautiful lady came one day and flirted with both famous artists at the same time. The problem did not end then. That heart-thief separated friends and made them jealous of one another. Like, for example, there is that day when she arrived at the La Buena Vida and, from a high part of that place, looked at Bono fixedly. He went dumb with emotion. He became distracted and began to draw the attention of the beautiful unknown. As of that moment, he included in his repertoire some romantic songs like “Strangers in the Night,” “Come to Me,” and “Never, My Love.” Neither Frank Sinatra, the Bee Gees, nor The Association would have sung it with so much feeling and love like Bono was doing.

Luciano realized that Bono had fallen in love with Lady Beautiful. He did not say one word, not even opened his mouth. He feigned not noticing and kept silent. The next time that Lady Beautiful appeared at La Buena Vida everything happened real quickly, as if she had arrived flying at great speed. She once again remained at the high part of the place. Now, it was Luciano who felt an uncontrollable impulse. He did not clear his throat and breathed deeply. In a wink, he began to hum the Bolero by Ravel. He started softly but with a powerful and sure voice, which went high, to the sky. This is the moment of total exaltation, of the strength and emotion and ecstasy that Luciano is transmitting to the musical piece that he is humming. The sounds emanating from his throat are joining one on one in perfect sequence of movement, passion and force. The artist, through love, has conquered all. He can extend his wings and knows he is the owner of the world, of perfection, of the best voice that exists and of the love of the loved one. He does not ask for more, nor is there any more.

The whole world remained openmouthed by Luciano’s performance. Bono could not hide his admiration. According to San Miguel inhabitants, in the inside of the Parish of St. Michael, which is a few blocks away, it was heard how Luciano was humming the Bolero by Ravel with great passion and energy. Those who were inside the church, listened enraptured to the master and could see how the walls of the church vibrated and were astounded from the emotion produced by the singing of the artist.

(To be continued next week.)


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