Inspired by a Qadgop The Mercotan thread.
If so, do you feel that doing so enriched or diminished your childhood?
If NOT, do you feel your childhood was enriched or diminished?
I imagined a group of pajama’d children running to the window to catch a glimpse of a sunglassed Santana playing his guitar on the new fallen snow of the roof top before vanishing into the night.
“Was he real dad?”
“If you believe he is son, if you believe. But not that stuff he did with Rob Thomas in the late 90s, don’t believe that.”
You should’ve posted this in Qadgop The Mercotan thread, but nooo you had to start your own little pun thread and change the name from satan to Santana.
Here I thought you were an old wise person … shame on your vanity. :smack:
My parents didn’t say anything about Santana, but there were discussions about Michael Shreve.
No, but they did tell me I had to change my evil ways.
Santana isn’t real.
But Snowman Leon Redbone is
That’s the response I was hoping for. 
My parents didn’t tell me about Santana. I just found out on my own. I asked them about him once when I was a kid and they just sort of shrugged and said I could believe and listen if I wanted.
For years I was the only one of my friends and family who really believed, but I didn’t care. Then when I was a grown up I took my mom to the Russian River Jazz Festival one year (1994?) and we saw Santana play. And then she believed, too.
He blowed up real good!
They did. It really confused me in church, leading me to chant “Oye Como Va” during prayer services. And I still never got that Hot Wheels set I wanted…thanks a lot Santana.
WEIRD. I saw this thread just as “She’s Not There” started playing on my PC.
My parents were ambivalent about Santana. So I grew up that way too. It’s a sad meaningless existence.
I wrote a short text adventure game when I was about 10 and I named one of the characters Santana. I didn’t know there was a real Santana at the time and my parents never told me anything about him yet somehow I still KNEW. I think it is the same for all kids all over the world today and during every historical era. No one needs to TELL you anything. You just KNOW deep in your soul.
We never talked about Santana in our household when I was a kid. My parents were too busy indoctrinating me in the Folkie mythos (The Kingston Trio, Peter Paul & Mary, etc.)
That won’t make sense until somebody resurrects this thread in a few years.
I never knew anybody named Stanley when I grew up. But my parents assured me it wasn’t just a made-up name and a Stan was real.
Is the next one going to be about the belief in Stan?
I always felt sorry for all the Jewish kids who didn’t have Santana and had to settle for Tito Puente.
My parents tried to shield me from Santana, but I saw him play in San Francisco and was a convert immediately.