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10-Year-old Mezcal for $28

I used to get Camichín from my man for years, and then he ran out about 2 years ago. Only now my man mentions that he has this Monte Albán –con gusano –that came with the liquor store when he bought it NINE years ago, and he never changed the price. God damned if it’s not good. Tastes clean, with wood and smoke, COMO DIOS MANDA, PENDEJOS! We’ll see if it lasts through tomorrow.

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Road Beers: A single Corona

I wouldn’t ever buy one of these but the guy down the street lost a full one in his box that he kicked to the curb, the second time I’ve availed of such carelessness in about 3 years. Sad to say that I’ve drank enough Modelo lately that my palate actually made the connection to Corona after probably 10 years without tasting one. And warm too! That makes what, just about 20 since I started counting.

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Días de la selva por Mario Payeras

Acabo de leer este relato en peligro de olvido sobre los esfuerzos de Payeras y su diminuta guerrilla para enseñar letras, organizar y retribuir tierras en las aisladas regiones indígenas del noroeste de Guatemala comenzando en 1972. Me llamó la atención desde una pila de libros en la venta bibliotecaria, y supe de inmediato que el libro me iba a fascinar.

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Se trata de la guerrilla que tras años terminaría con nombre de Ejército general de los pobres (EGP) que espantó tanto al puñado de ricos de origen española y estadunidense que controlaban vastas tierras, enriqueciéndose con el labor de indígenas analfabetos, como usted el lector capitalista se engorda con las fresas pizcadas a espaldas rotas aquí en Santa María, Salinas y Guatsón.

Para mí la cumbre del relato fue cuando matan al dueño explotador de una finca sin tocar un centavo de la paga que interrumpieron. El libro incluye cuando posible a vocablos indígenas para cosas comunes de la selva. Me gustó mucho su medida distancia con la que dibuja los personajes y acontecimientos, que deja sitio para ironía, cariño, espanto y la todoimportante autocrítica marxista. Me asombraron también las descripciones de esos personajes ocultos en las aldeas de la selva, a cuyos tiques y característicos personales Payeras describió con tanta atención y humor.

Realmente nada más se necesita decir del libro en 2017 aparte de ésto: imagínense que ahora casi nada se ha mejorado en Guatemala pese a los esfuerzos relatados en el libro, y que hoy en día gringos pendejos de Berkeley de California hacen su eco- y café-turismito en esa misma región guatemalteca en busca del café perfecto para sus fair-trade non-profits de mierda…

Recomiendo el libro a todo quien tiene ganas de aprender más de la historia de resistencia indígena, o sea de revolución, y a quien luchara con la Mockingjay, con el ejército de Dumbledore, etc etc etc.

Aficionados ¨Sicarios¨del Chapo Guzmán Mandan Mensaje desde el Bote

Lo más interesante de esta vaina sin embargo siendo que el canal se llama Grillonautas…

Estos pachucos presentan un video dizque hecho en una cárcel norteamericana por narcos encarcelaos ¨sicarios¨ del Joaquín el Chapo Guzmán Loera, en el que le prometen que en cuanto llegue a Estados Unidos por extradición tendrá a todo (incluso a por ejemplo mujeres, coca, mota) bajo control gracias al arreglo de éstos.

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Saw a shadow in the computer monitor, thought it was my sister-in-law, turned around, saw it was a guy walking down the sidewalk out my window, he was carrying a cardboard pack of Tecate, made up a word, Teclatl, typed it into Youtube, found this.

Surrender yourself to chance!

Tecpatl is a black metal/prehispanic ambient band (best genre I think I ever heard of in my life). Their intentions sort of remind me of the approach taken by Wardruna and Ulver, trying to get to something much older than the tools they’re using.

Sean Penn interviewed El Chapo

While we all enjoy some Bowie and mourn the terrible loss of a great artist who on multiple occasions saved decadent and silly rock and roll from itself, let’s not forget the other big news of the day, which is that Joaquín Guzmán Loera, El Chapo himself, has been arrested for the third time after escaping from Almoloya a second time last year.

Here’s a link to the ballistic CNN story of how Sean Penn secretly interviewed Chapo before he was arrested. And what’s more, it wasn’t Penn’s guts that got it arranged but Chapo’s vanity about having a film made of his life and the support of a Mexican actress who admires him.

The article’s pretty fascinating. This writer wrote about his escape for the Nose Milk some time ago, but as always no one noticed or cared (I may be saying this a lot as I follow up on stories for the Nose Milk in the near future).

So is Penn fucked for having met Chapo and not ratted him out? Certainly he’s not the most powerful or best-connected force on the planet, so one should say no. What will be interesting is to learn whether Chapo is extradited to the US this time.

Bandas norteñas stepping up the rhythm

I got into this band from Culiacán Grupo 360 about three years ago. I think they’re great for a few reasons. First, they use more tone-leading –on both bajo sexto and accordion –and minor chords, which makes the music more emotional and interesting than that produced by older groups relying on the tonic and fifth (except in the case of great singers like Cadetes de Linares). Secondly, they have way heavier rhythm than those old bands. It turns out that there’re more than just this one group who’re stepping up the rhythm in the northern cities. I found this other band just now called Enigma Norteño, who also have a full drum kit powered by an artistic drummer, and for some reason two bajo sextos. What unites these two latter groups is a super-slick Youtube video producer who loves Go-Pro, name of Servando. I can’t find out anything about the person, though. It’s not just that the sound is busier, but it’s constructed really well, and people who like punk or whatever heavier rhythm can enjoy it. Go listen to it! One funny thing about these clean-cut youngsters playing corridos is that I’m just not convinced by them, with their fancy new instruments, singing about drug trafficking and dying in a senseless hail of gunfire. But we have to remember that singing narcocorridos is a genuine cultural product of the Mexican north, and as such is better than singing about me and these other 12-year-olds are taking over an adult disco, and having a lost Friday night, and whatever the fuck Hollywood is selling. We’ll see if any of these new bands extend to playing their heavy norteño sound beneath other themes, even new themes. Eco-corridos?