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"Luisito, have you got that sound to play at the concert?" Hechavarria asks Luis M. Legra, sound engineer for the upcoming tribute to Perez Prado called 50 Years of Mambo in the USA. Legra is playing with his new digital camera, ostensibly taking photos for promotional material. "You should really have that sound," Hechavarria advises him, "because that's what people expect."
Then Hechavarria settles back in his chair and sighs. His entire youth can be heard in the high-pitched trumpet blasts and crazy percussion of "Mambo No. 5."
"I wish I could find that girl," he says, his eyes hazy now. "She has to be alive; she was younger than me. People would clear a space for us on the dance floor. I'm not such a good dancer, but with her ..." The piano man tells himself, "If I could find that woman again, who knows...."
Pife, as Pifferrer is known, was twelve years old too when he first heard Perez Prado on the radio in Holguín, but just now the arranger and conductor has no time for memories. He has to finish writing the medley of Perez Prado's work that will open the show and set the transcriptions of the Mambo King's recordings sent down from New York for the tribute's 28-piece orchestra -- ten chairs bigger than Perez Prado's own big band. Pife began his career as a crooner, landing in Havana at the height of the prerevolutionary high life in 1958. He stuck out socialism through the Seventies, studying to be a conductor and eventually taking charge of the prestigious Orquesta Cubana de Música Moderna, a gig that gave him the opportunity to conduct the jazz greats of Irakere, including Arturo Sandoval. For this weekend's show, Pife has already decided that his friend Paquito will figure prominently. "He's going to play on just about every song," Pife plans out loud, "but he will have an especially important role in Perez Prado's “Concert for Piano and Orchestra' that I'm going to arrange."
Hechavarria, Legra, and Pifferrer were tapped by New York-based presenter and mambo fan Ivan Acosta, whose Latin Jazz USA will venture into Miami for the first time with a show that will be repeated the following week at NYC's Town Hall. The pianist is delighted. "I been here 40 years, and I don't remember nobody who did that for Perez Prado, at least not here in my hometown," he observes. This year Latin Jazz USA has decided to honor Hechavarria at the performance with its annual award, renamed the Chico O'Farrill Lifetime Achievement Award in 2000 to honor the late composer. Coming of age along with mambo, still the most powerful Latin dance craze ever to grip the United States, Paquito has had all ten of his fingers in the nation's Latin-music pastel ever since.
Throughout the Fifties mambo had been the soundtrack for the jet set: Perez Prado trounced that other hip-swiveling king on the charts, outselling Elvis and everyone else in the decade with his mambo treatment of the love song "Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White." Arriving in South Florida in 1960, Hechavarria scored a seat in the seven-piece Latin outfit of the Boom Boom Room at the Fontainebleau hotel at the height of mid-Miami Beach glamour. "You couldn't even walk through the lobby without an elegant shirt or a tuxedo," Paquito remembers. "I already was known here by a few guys, so the Fontainebleau job was kind of waiting for me." During his tenure there, the Habanero found himself accompanying Beach regulars such as Frank Sinatra and Sammy Davis, Jr.
Although Latin bands disappeared from the pop charts over the next decade, Cuban strains could still be heard at the Beach's swank hotels. "Can you believe that you had to wait in line to get into the [Boom Boom] room on a Tuesday?" he marvels. "The Beach was full of dance teachers, teaching the Americanos how to dance cha cha cha, mambo, tango, and the beginnings of bossa nova," Hechavarria recalls. "Every Monday and Thursday at midnight they gave away a bottle of champagne and a trophy to the best dancers." So strong was the U.S. romance with all things Latin that the wife of Fontainebleau owner Ben Novak seduced each of the Boom Boom Room's Latin band leaders in turn, until she finally divorced her mob-friendly husband and married one. When Hechavarria headed out to Caesar's Palace after his own divorce in 1971, he found himself once again under the direction of one of Bernice Novak's discarded lovers, the infamous entertainer Pupi Campo. "Let me tell you," he explains. "She was a beauuuutiful woman; she was hard to say no to."