You probably don’t know this, but Juan Gabriel (né Alberto Aguilera Valadez) was one of my favorite Mexican composers/singers/showmen/human beings. My mom, who used to blast his music pretty much all the time, once told me something I will never forget:
“Remember: We have loved Juan Gabriel way before the fresas* discovered him.”
She was right, and once that happened we were not able to afford his concerts anymore.
Still, I was lucky enough to see him live a couple of times, and his 1990 Concierto de Bellas Artes went to become the soundtrack of most of my young adult life, including my late night escapades to Acapulco with my best friend; my first — and only — marriage and subsequent divorce and a car accident in Querétaro in 1998 in which I almost died and killed a few members of my family. (Luckily, we all survived, including several rusty JuanGa tapes.)
Seriously, man! This was way too early.
Go serenade Cuquita, pues!
*Fresas: Rich, Hipsters, Pirruris, etc.
One of the best things about being silly, is that you tend to attract similar characters to your life (or, in this case, to your Facebook timeline, which is basically the same.)
Here’s a taste of what my
stupid creative Facebook friends shared with me on the historic night that Nov. 6th, 2012 turned out to be.
APOLOGIES TO THE MONOLINGUAL CROWD: You have to be bilingual to appreciate this.
Jorge Ramos would like you to know that he rejects the use of his
impossibly cute face image to support the message of any politician, whether he or she is Republican or Democrat. The video below comes on the heels of Barack Obama’s promotional campaign video using a clip from Noticias Univision with Ramos talking about Latinos and the lack of health insurance.
Watch Ramos in full action defending his journalistic integrity and… sigh away, muchachas. Isn’t he something?
The man who wants to be president of the United States, and thinks Spanish is the language spoken in the ghetto, thinks it is really funny to compare “illegal” immigrants with sitting packages.
I’m not laughing… are you?