The mayor’s message for President Trump? YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!
In “Spanish America”, supposed kid singers explain how tortillas are corn bread and frijoles are what’s for lunch:
From the Children’s Record Guild 78, released circa early 1950s. With David Pfeffer as Pedro, also with Sally Sweetland, Earl Rogers, Lee Sweetland, Denise Alexander and David Anderson. Music by Miguel Sandoval. Story by L. Paris.
Singing, songwriting Partners ‘N Crime explain:
This 1981 single from WAR was the first time many non-Latinos heard of Cinco de Mayo. This photo shows the original guys at the Sunset Grill (7439 Sunset, next to their offices (Far Out Productions) at 7417 Sunset. The Guitar Center swallowed up 7417 a while back.
L-R: Charles Miller (sax, RIP), Lonnie Jordan (keyboards, the only original member in the new so-called WAR), Howard Scott (guitar, Lowrider Band), Harold Brown (drums, Lowrider Band), BB Dickerson (bass, Lowrider Band), Lee Oskar (harmonica, Lowrider Band). Not pictured, Papa Dee (RIP, percussion).
Raza roots collective Los Cenzontles strip Bob Dylan’s Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man back to the basics (the lyrics) and then build it back up en estilo Latino. That’s Eugene Rodriguez, vocals, Lucina Rodriguez and Fabiola Trujillo, chorus, Emiliano Rodriguez, bass, Carlos Caro, bongo, shaker, guiro, tambourine, and Silvestre Martinez, cajon, congas.
DID YOU KNOW?
Bruce Langhorne, Bob Dylan’s long-time guitarist, and the inspiration for Mr. Tambourine Man, died recently.
The first targets of American border agents were Chinese, not Mexican. When the California Gold Rush ended and the railroad building boom came to a close, it became easy for politicians to exploit anti-Chinese sentiment. The result was an immigration policy that led to the first smuggling operations across the U.S-Mexico border. [Video by Timeline.]
PREVIOUSY ON AMERICA’S SHAMEFUL HISTORY OF RACIST IMMIGRATION POLICIES:
In Mujer Soy, by Las Cafeteras, we see a day in the real life of Maryann Aguirre, a woman from East Los Angeles. Happy International Women’s Day! (Remixed by YUKICITO.)
Why, we asked ourselves, would these RelaxMusic people upload scores of allegedly ethnic or national background music videos to YouTube? If people play them as background audio, they will not be looking at — and clicking on — ads, so the uploaders will not make money. Is it a public service? Some kind alternative facts thing? We don’t know. On the other hand, you can enjoy two hours of uncredited, unnamed mariachi (and other Mexican) muzak right here.
East Los musicians Las Cafeteras have long made political progress a signature element of their sound and the band’s new single continues the tradition.
If I Was President — released on Monday, Presidents Day — starts with the son jarocho song Señor Presidente and “then flows into a bilingual hip hop-folk fusion, with lyrics that make you dream, think, come up with alternatives.”
Our historic President knows more about Black History Month than the last President, who was not so historic.
And instead of teaching us in American, the President is going to speak English to you, you know, to class up the history of this carnage-loving people, his African-Americans.
Our speech researchers here at the National Pochismo Institute took Wednesday’s speech transcript and ran it through a text-to-speech thang with a British-accented robo-bloke. And it sounds classy! You’ve never heard classy as bigly as this — all the words — the best words — plus a Ben Carson shoutout — and some bragging, lots of lies, and ignorance in abundance. Not to mention dissing CNN and non sequitors, slang, and muddled thinking. You’re welcome, mate.
Mira el transcript, with notes from POCHO’s Comic Saenz, and audio below:
POCHO Jefe-in-Chief Lalo Alcaraz stopped by WGBH in Boston today to record an interview (audio and video) for Public Radio International’s The World with Carol Hills.
It sounds like he made some new friends in Boston:
Alcaraz is a strong believer in laughing during hard times. And that’s where satire comes in. Coping with humor is something he learned from his Mexican parents. “It’s kind of the Mexican national pastime. I was just telling my Uber driver that the US has become Mexico. That’s why we all have 10 jobs.”
Here’s the audio:
“We don’t want your tiny hands anywhere near our underpants!” Fiona Apple sings.
WE DON’T WANT YOUR TINY HANDS
ANYWHERE NEAR OUR UNDERPANTS!
LatinoUSA’s Antonia Cereijido writes the intro:
If you go to a high-end restaurant in New York City, there’s a good chance that you’re dining among some of the wealthiest Mexicans in the world and being served by some of the poorest. This story was produced in collaboration with Round Earth Media. Tyler Kelley is a co-reporter on the piece.
[Mariachi Restaurant in Astoria, Queens, NY, photographed by Aude. Some rights reserved.]
Yovany Diaz was brought to the U.S. without papers when he was only seven, and he grew up in Georgia, speaking English. When his mom’s health issues required him to move “back” to Mexico City, this all-American ice hockey loving pocho found himself in a strange new world, even though it was “home.” James Frederick of NPR’s Latino USA has the story.
GOOD DAY MY FRIEND.
How are you, and with your family,
All the arragement is done about your ATM CARD,there is no problem again
but i let you know that .
Our ATM DEPARTMENT OFFICE Benin republic here are delivery your ATM MASTER CARD
with very little amount If you are ready to receive it which can cost you $100
dollar only. Now i let you know that all your total Amount of your ATM CARD is
( $5.8 MILLION UNITED STATE DOLLAR ONLY ) so i let you know that to Activation
fee of ATM CARD before is $200 dollar in any country in this world wide. but
the COMMISSIONNER OF POLICE And MR IYA BONI PRESIDENCE of Benin republic
held a meeting with there Cabinet the cocultion is that the activation of
ATM CARD will be $100 dollar only.
Born in 1951 in Blythe, California, Chunky learned to play music from his family, and lived his childhood as a migrant farmworker. He left the farm he worked with his father soon after hearing the owner tell his dad that Chunky would make a great foreman when he was gone.
He decided to go to college, and eventually landed at San Diego State. Chunky and his brother Ricardo’s band Los Alacranes Mojados were a fixture when I was a MEChista at San Diego State; I can’t tell you how many events they played for us and for the entire movimiento.
Florida Sen. Marco Rubio got booed off a stage in Orlando on Sunday, by a crowd that was overwhelmingly Latino.
It happened at Calle Orange, a street festival in downtown Orlando geared toward the city’s large Puerto Rican community. The icy reception was an indication of the challenges that Rubio, a Republican of Cuban heritage, has faced in locking down support from Latinos in Florida as the state’s Latino electorate has begun to shift to the left….
“I’m going to introduce a man who represents Latinos, no matter where you’re from,” the emcee boomed in Spanish. The boos grew louder still. “Ladies and gentlemen, the senator for the state of Florida, a Latino like you and me … his name is Marco Rubio! Applaud!”
We’ve got video and audio:
POCHO amigos songwriters and singers Tapia Corel y Jim Rhodes (aka Partners in Crime) present Trumpón, “…inspired by the antics of Donald Trump, who has continued to defy disbelief, no matter what he says or does.”
They’re the perfect audio identifiers for those extra especial phone calls!
Mexico City punk rockers De Nalgas’ (On Your Butt) new single, Pare de Sufrir Pare de Mamar (Stop Suffering, Stop Fucking Up) from the album Vulgar Dulce Hogar, has some deep feels about celebrity vs ability in the music world. POCHO scored the Mexclusive NSFW lyrics in Spanish and English to spread the word. [Adult language in the Spanish audio, too.]
Mira los lyrics:
No soy un genio, no soy inventor de nada
solamente hago lo que se me da la gana
No me importa si lo que hago te parece una mamada
sigo con mi onda y no me meto con tu banda
No soy perfecto, tampoco le hago al cuento
mientras más hablas más importancia tú me das
tu onda mamalona me emputa y me encabrona
mientras más hablas más poco a poco te hundes más
POCHO MEXCLUSIVE PHOTO: