Ever wonder what growing up along Colombia’s seaside would sound like when set to electronica? Look no further than our new feature on Bomba Estereo, an act that is sharing their unique blend of electro-cumbia, dancehall and Afro-beats with the world to support their summer release Blow Up. Check it out.
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By Eve Hyman
The Zizek crew is standing in a huddle in front of the club, discussing the game plan for the week. “Who are our guests for Thursday?” Nim asks en castellano, Argentina’s Spanish dialect. Nim is one of three partners who’ve made Zizek Urban Beats Club one of Buenos Aires’ most notorious parties in just over a year. He’s 6’1” with four feet of dreads gathered in a kerchief; he pairs it with a Zorro moustache. Villa Diamante is next to him, looking almost emo in a mod, ‘80s-patterned black and white hoodie, black fitted jeans, and Krials with a skull and crossbones motif. His greasy black hair is curled behind his ears and he looks pensive, like a new-wave scientist.
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Monareta is Andres Martinez and Camilo Sanabria, and “Picotero” is 2008’s best album you never heard of. The Colombian electronic duo’s U.S. debut is a fusion of styles that will get your head nodding and your feet moving. The album’s diversity is incredible. “Llama” combine reggae, dub and cumbia influences over a pulsing beat, while “Domingo Loving Style” sounds like something Aphex Twin or Daedelus could have made after getting trashed at a bar in Tijuana. If you want to scoop your friends on one of the year’s most underrated releases, pick up this album now.
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Grieves and I went to Perkins to grab some late night/early morning food. The cab driver that dropped us off at our hotel was there eating by himself at 4 in the morning. We ordered our food to go then we went and sat with him at his table to wait. This guy had filthy hands…motor oil deeply sunk into his fingernails and he was hovering over a plate of eggs, hashbrowns, a ham steak and blueberry muffin with butter smeared inside of it. He started talking to us about the government and the general deception and disillusionment Amercians reside in… he was one of the smartest people I've met in a …
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