This blog post is by Karla Casique, a sophomore journalism major.

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The Venezuelan llanos stretched out before me, painted in a nostalgic haze, the land pulsing and blurring with each pluck of the harp, every coax of Edmar Castaneda’s fingers causing memories to peel themselves away from the dark closets of my mind and dance before me on the cabaret style theatre on a Friday night.

It was a fascinating thing to watch Castaneda and Tierra perform together, their souls clearly forged from the same stone. It’s not surprising since they are husband and wife—20 days after meeting, they got married and now have 2 kids plus 12 years of marriage. Both have the gift of smudging reality, making the music visible across the air, their passion and devotion vibrating the skeletons of the crowd.