i’m waiting for the sunday paper to arrive, and reflecting on last night’s “son” musician concert. combining the rhythms of african drumming, with the storytelling of mexican artistry, from the states of guerrerro and vera cruz, three “son” groups came to california plaza in downtown los angeles for a fiesta of native music and native instruments. the most unique was the artesa, a carved 1 meter log that dancers used as a percussive tool, accomanying the driving beat of rain sticks, fiddle, and drumming. a most wonderful concert.