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When Angels Sing: The Story of Rock Legend Carlos Santana
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When Angels Sing: The Story of Rock Legend Carlos Santana
Current price: $17.99
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When Angels Sing: The Story of Rock Legend Carlos Santana
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Winner of a Pura Belpré Illustrator Honor and a Robert F. Sibert Honor!
Celebrate music icon Carlos Santana in this vibrant, rhythmic picture book from the author of the
New York Times
Best Illustrated Children’s Book
Muddy: The Story of Blues Legend Muddy Waters
.
Carlos Santana loved to listen to his father play
el
violín
. It was a sound that filled the world with magic and love and feeling and healing—a sound that made angels real. Carlos wanted to make angels real, too. So he started playing music.
Carlos tried
el clarinete
and
el violín
, but there were no angels. Then he picked up
la guitarra
. He took the soul of the Blues, the brains of Jazz, and the energy of Rock and Roll, and added the slow heat of Afro-Cuban drums and the cilantro-scented sway of the music he’d grown up with in Mexico. There were a lot of bands in San Francisco but none of them sounded like this. Had Carlos finally found the music that would make his angels real?
Celebrate music icon Carlos Santana in this vibrant, rhythmic picture book from the author of the
New York Times
Best Illustrated Children’s Book
Muddy: The Story of Blues Legend Muddy Waters
.
Carlos Santana loved to listen to his father play
el
violín
. It was a sound that filled the world with magic and love and feeling and healing—a sound that made angels real. Carlos wanted to make angels real, too. So he started playing music.
Carlos tried
el clarinete
and
el violín
, but there were no angels. Then he picked up
la guitarra
. He took the soul of the Blues, the brains of Jazz, and the energy of Rock and Roll, and added the slow heat of Afro-Cuban drums and the cilantro-scented sway of the music he’d grown up with in Mexico. There were a lot of bands in San Francisco but none of them sounded like this. Had Carlos finally found the music that would make his angels real?