I took Spanish class in elementary school. I took Spanish class in middle school. I took Spanish class in high school. I even took two years of Spanish class in college. After all of that, I am still not too good at conversing in the Spanish language. I wish I was though, then I could have understood what they were saying as they laid in a pile of bean bags and pillows with my dog, RZA. I’m pretty sure they were talking about how he is just the cutest little pup in the world and how they wanted to smuggle him away to Spain and take him on tour with them. That’s all just speculation though, because like I said, I’m shit at Spanish. That however doesn’t limit me from being blown away by Hinds’ music. It’s true, it’s a universal language. Everyone can enjoy music regardless of what dictionary the lyrics come from. That’s pretty damn cool when you think about it. At any rate, I kind of want to freshen up on my Spanish, because I’ve never been to Europe, and RZA is telling me (with his eyes) that he’s got some ladies he’d like to visit in Madrid…