Stephen Mejias

Salsa Means Soul

I've mentioned my insecurities and low self-esteem, told you of how I often feel so out of place and inferior. Whether in my personal relationships or professional duties, I can overwhelm myself into paralysis and depression with the idea that there is someone better suited for my life, that I do not belong where I am, that I am simply not good enough. It's a problem. But, considering that I was a red-headed white kid, growing up in the housing projects of Newark, within a large, Puerto Rican family who spoke a different language, and had an alcoholic father who cheated on my mom and often humiliated me, it's not too difficult to understand.

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Living with a Hernia

Because, three weeks later, my back, butt, and legs were <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/080707laziness/">still hurting</a>, I decided to go to the doctor. My doctor is an audiophile. He had had a wonderful time at the Home Entertainment Show last May. He's mostly attracted to the more exotic loudspeakers such as the <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/he2007/051207proclaim/">Proclaim Audioworks DMT-100</a> and <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/he2007/051507mandarin/">Loiminchay Mandarin Supreme</a>, but he's also very enthusiastic about smaller, more affordable designs from <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/he2007/051307zvox/">ZVOX</a&gt; and <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/he2007/051407audioengine/">Audioengine</a&gt;.

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Mi Gente

I was in an elevator with several others, coming down from the penthouse floor of an ordinary building on 32nd Street. My companions for the ride spoke in Spanish, lovely currents of flowing sound like:

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