like the moon
a car bomb maybe almost exploded in London today ; how many do you think actually exploded in Iraq this week? guess what’s on the news? the horror. ::::::: :::: :::: :::::: :::: :::: ::::::: :::: :::: :::::: :::: :::: :::::: :::: :::: and, right … cats. which will win @ the water cooler? tune […]
Read More →As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve gleaned lots of what I know ’bout the narratives swirling ’round reggaeton via the web, especially via the messageboard debates that flare up into all sorts of contested, conflicting accounts and claims. In that sense, I’ve maybe learned less about reggaeton’s history this way, per se, than about how people […]
Read More →As I’ve argued before — and will be arguing next week in Mexico City — one can hear reggaeton’s embrace of tecno synths and “Latin” loops as an audible shift from (explicitly, sonically marking itself as) “música negra” to “reggaeton latino.” Such a change, I contend, corresponds to an attendant shift in the cultural politics […]
Read More →Had a great time in MTL this weekend. Nothing like sunny days and warm, bass-heavy nights, nuff talk of whirled music, and, naturellement, cheese curds and gravy on fries. Mercis spéciaux à Guillaume et Ghislain! (& thanks also to Jay — and to Etienne, who made it look as if I speak mellifluous French, not […]
Read More →No doubt tracing out (and spacing out) another crunk genealogy (or three), w&w will join the Masalacists for one of their genre-spanning, globe-spinning Baile MTL nights @ Zoobizarre (6388 St.Hubert) !! It’s only $5. Come on out and join the (world) party —
Read More →Everything was going according to plan. We slogged through Chicago (natch), cruised through Gary and the rest of Indiana, and were hoping to roll along I-90 all the way back to the Bean. But shortly after crossing the Ohio border, our ol’ trusty Honda — so clutch over the years — no longer would shift […]
Read More →On the road again. Headed home. Soon sidebars will change to fit new dreamscapes. Ears open to fresh soundscapes. New vistas, new pistas; sabes? Full deets forthcoming. Meantime, onward and eastward — Ta-ta, Chi-town, you tall bold slugger.
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