You probably don’t know this, but Juan Gabriel (né Alberto Aguilera Valadez) was one of my favorite Mexican composers/singers/showmen/human beings. My mom, who used to blast his music pretty much all the time, once told me something I will never forget:
“Remember: We have loved Juan Gabriel way before the fresas* discovered him.”
She was right, and once that happened we were not able to afford his concerts anymore.
Still, I was lucky enough to see him live a couple of times, and his 1990 Concierto de Bellas Artes went to become the soundtrack of most of my young adult life, including my late night escapades to Acapulco with my best friend; my first — and only — marriage and subsequent divorce and a car accident in Querétaro in 1998 in which I almost died and killed a few members of my family. (Luckily, we all survived, including several rusty JuanGa tapes.)
Seriously, man! This was way too early.
Go serenade Cuquita, pues!
*Fresas: Rich, Hipsters, Pirruris, etc.
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For Non Mexicans and not particular Ramcheras Fan, JG was a idol especially in South America. He was the Spanish version of Elton John and the some. He was probably the music of choice to sell/consume lots of aguardiente in Colombia – a country not known for its gay tolerance. Many, manh pop/rock (Rock en Espanol) bands had at one time of another, covered a JG song(s). QDEP
Saludos