We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A reader minded us that the Polka and the button box came to North America via eastern European immigrants, and became Tex-Mex in a happy if unlikely union with the Mexican sound. Always was fond of the Texas Tornados, with the late greats Doug Sahm and Freddy Fender, plus Flaco Jiminez, Augie Meyers, et al. A motley crew, and good fun.
A guitar army! Flaco's cool, and then there's the other use for button boxes: Irish trad. My neighbor, John Whelan, is a purveyor of such, and he lives to play for dancers, which a lot of musicians find boring.
When my kids were very young... 5 and 2... one of their favorite songs was by the Texas Tornados. "Guacamole" would play and they would dance and sing at the top of their lungs during the chorus. That was cute and funny, but not quite as funny as my daughter's discovery, almost 15 years later, of the meaning behind the song.
Back to this one, how can you not love Freddy Fender?