Jan. 19, 1974: Hernandez, Hernandez, Hernandez
An early incarnation of one of
Jan. 19, 1974
Hernandez Serves a Special Latin Spice
HERNANDEZ.
You wonder if David Hernandez didn’t maybe think of Carlos Santana when he
christened the group. Santana. Hernandez.
As it turns out, fully half the band is Hernandez. David on
guitar, brothers Ralph and Robert on congas and drums, respectively.
Together the three of them give Hernandez a special Latin
spice that distinguishes them, even though their selections aren’t that much
different from other bands that do plush little clubs like St. George’s Table,
Delaware and North, where Hernandez holds forth until Feb. 9.
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IT PERKS UP
songs like “The Love I Lost” (“By Harold Bluenote and the Melvins,” jokes
singer Chuck Toarmino), that subtly insistent rhythmic drive. It flavors the
Doobie Brothers’ “Long Train Running” too.
What makes it work so well is that Hernandez is one tight
band musically, tighter than most 14-week-old bands by virtue of spending 72
nights in the past 12 weeks on the stage at
But while their music is tight, their mood is loose and
cheerful, helping dispel that formal chill you might expect to find at a dressy
club on a Saturday night. As for Hernandez, they gave up tuxedos a few weeks
ago.
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“IT WAS RUNNING
into a lot of money,” David explains, “$72 a week just to look nice to people.
That’s not counting if you lost a cufflink. And every night you’d feel like the
President’s press secretary.”
As Presidential press secretaries go, Chuck Toarmino comes
in with the heft of Pierre Salinger. And a lot more fanfare.
The band appears first for a song by David, bass guitarist
Joey Biondo or organist Sam Iraci, then David proclaims: “Now it’s star time.
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Chuckie T.”
Chuck is a personable smoothie with considerable range and
expression despite a frog in his throat, purring a Barry White purr on “Never
Gonna Give You Up,” working out on Edgar Winter’s “Free Ride” with Joey and
David on harmonies.
Chuck, 28, came to Hernandez after David’s nine-piece group
from last summer broke up. He hit it big not long after he started singing 13
years ago in his native
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“WE DID A RECORD called ‘Careless Love,’” he relates, “that got played all over. Then
we went to
He played Reno, Las Vegas and San Francisco with a trio
after the Palookas scattered, then spent about four years in the Chicago area
before returning to the Falls (“I just wanted to come back home,” he says),
where he worked with Odds & Ends.
Chuck has a wide-open show club manner and he rides the
band’s Latin-rock precision like a trainer on a dolphin. It’s this combination
that makes Hernandez succeed at
“We’re basically the same as last summer,” David says, “but
more commercialized. There’s a lotta different tunes we’d like to do, but it’s
not the commercial bag we’re into.”
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LAST SUMMER’S BAND numbered nine pieces – three horns, a fourth Hernandez brother
playing, an extraordinary Black singer named Barbara Ross who David says was
offered a recording contract by a major record company.
“She got married and quit,” David says. “I guess she wanted
to spend more time with her kids.”
They played Gabriel’s Gate, did one of the
After divergent musical directions did in that group, David
called on the easygoing Joey, who was newly free after three years off and on
with National Trust, and Sam, who works with David’s brother Robert repairing
streets for the city. Brother Ralph attends
Though David’s father was a guitarist with a band in Puerto
Rico and New York City, it was neighbor Joey who got David started seriously on
guitar eight years ago when both were 14 and the Hernandez family had just
moved to Buffalo’s West Side.
Sam’s 23, a
His father, like David’s, is a musician, a guitarist who
goes by Sam Stewart and was guitarist at the Jolly Roger for 11 years and now
plays Chulagi’s on
Sam’s blonde wife, Raynee, is at a table beside the stage
this particular night. “He’s working so much,” she says, “this is about the
only chance I get to see him.”
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DAVID LURED HIS BROTHERS into music a couple years ago. Ralph, who David
praises as the best conga player in the city, aspired once to be a lead singer,
then settled into timbales and the drums.
Ralph sends out for the pizzas that sustain the group
through their final sets.
Looking to the future, Hernandez would like to establish
itself in a couple other clubs before returning to
“The record will help,” David says. “We’re going to send it
to Latin stations too. I think we’re the only group based on Latin music that’s
come out of
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IN THE PHOTO:
From left, conga drummer Ralph Hernandez, organist Sam Iraci, guitarist David
Hernandez, singer Chuck Toarmino, bass guitarist Joe Biondo and drummer Robert
Hernandez.
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FOOTNOTE: Hernandez went on to become a fixture on the
Inducted into the
I wrote about David and Robert again in 1989. Having
dissolved Hernandez and settled into social services jobs, they revived their
musical endeavors with a new band called
In the meantime, brother Ralph got a bachelor’s degree
in 1990 from
Sam Iraci went into politics too. He moved up from
filling potholes to filling out grant applications for the city, then ran for
the state Assembly in 1978, losing to incumbent William B. Hoyt by about 700
votes. He became the city’s director of labor relations in 1980, worked briefly
in government in
He was deputy mayor under Jimmy Griffin from 1986 to
1993 and served as city manager in
Singer Chuck Toarmino went on to lead his own band of
Bassist Joe Biondo is still in
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