by jorge » Sat May 08, 2010 9:38 am
This is a big loss. Francisco Aguabella was one of the great Afrocuban percussionists, nearly the last of his generation. I got to know him a little 2 years ago at the Humboldt Afrocuban workshop. He would come to the rumbas every night. When he played, he had a presence like no other drummer I have ever witnessed. He would sit down and play caja in a bembe and all of a sudden there was no other force in the room, he totally dominated the song. It was like Chango was there. The other drummers would lock in to their parts tighter than before. Everything he played had a logic you could follow and the dancers had to dance it right, it was like they could do no wrong steps. He played caja with one stick and that stick was on fire.
He did not play that hard but he got more sound and energy out of the drum than anyone else I have seen. One night he was playing quinto and it was about 85 degrees inside the house, he had a black leather jacket on. Everyone else was playing hard and sweating, you could hardly hear the singer. When Francisco sat down the rumba got cleaner but not softer. His quinto slaps were so loud and clear they hurt my ears. Even so, I noticed that all of a sudden you could hear the singer. He was placing his quinto licks just right, in between the singer's phrases, with only a minimal ride while the singer was singing. He stayed on the quinto for about 20 minutes. After that song he got up and said to me "hace calor", but he wasn't sweating. He still had his black leather jacket on.
Other than playing clave at the rumbas, I only got to play with him once. At the rumba on the beach that week, we had a nice guaguanco going, I was playing quinto, and Francisco came over and started to sing the Tio Ton song "Camina a trabajar" (Caballero que mujer), Susana Arenas was singing coro and Freila Merencio was dancing with Rey Gonzalez. I had never heard Francisco sing before, he had a really high voice that cut through the drums effortlessly. Although I was playing to the dancers, I was trying to give him space to sing between my quinto riffs, like I had seen him do. I think he could have made his voice heard even if I hadn't. That was an experience I will never forget. Afterward I thanked him and told him what an honor it was for me to play in a rumba with him, he just laughed.
Francisco told me he didn't smoke or drink. At that time he was 81 and was by far the strongest drummer at Humboldt. Sandy Perez, Mike Spiro, Jesus Diaz, John Santos, Colin Douglas, Chris Walker, and Rogelio Kindelan "Ñoño", the other instructors, were all great drummers, but Francisco had a strength and presence in his playing that nobody could touch. Although he was physically strong, the strength of his playing was more from his deep knowledge of the music, and his technique, timing, phrasing, and personal energy, not from his muscle strength or physical effort. He was totally dedicated to the drum, and told me the day he stops playing will be the day he dies. Sadly, that day finally came yesterday. Francisco Aguabella, RIP. Que en paz descanse. Ibae bayen tonu.
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jorge on Sat May 08, 2010 4:30 pm, edited 1 time in total.