One summer night, in a suite at New York's Chelsea Hotel. Red rose petals litter the floor and cigar smoke fills the air. Miles Davis plays the trumpet, while two Andalucian flamenco dancers move to the beats of tango. Strains of music were spilling onto the hot street below, dirty with deep soul and as smooth as velvet.
One summer night, in a suite at New York's Chelsea Hotel. Red rose petals litter the floor and cigar smoke fills the air. Miles Davis plays the trumpet, while two Andalucian flamenco dancers move to the beats of tango. Strains of music were spilling onto the hot street below, dirty with deep soul and as smooth as velvet.