Dissatisfied with a comfortable but uninspiring life in London, Richard Neill decided he'd like to play double bass on stage with a top Cuban Son band.
But:
1. He couldn't play bass
2. He had no discernible musical talent
3. He didn't know any Cuban Son bands.
Not put off by mere details, he headed for Cuba.
This is the story of a year spent on that unique island - a country still dominated by the figure of Castro. And the place where our hero casts aside his English inhibitions and his own musical inadequacy in search of La Bomba (his rhythm . . .)
Funny, self-deprecating and life-affirming, 'Looking For La Bomba' is a magical mix of McCarthy's Bar and the Buena Vista Social Club - a book for anyone who's ever dreamed an impossible dream.
