the foreignization device
I've loved an Argentine trap song for years without fully understanding it, a thing you are allowed to do with songs and not, apparently, with people. For most of that time I assumed my attachment was […]
music
baladas para un alien
And then I made the mistake. I looked one of the lines up. "Liquor no es helado." For a long time that phrase was pure mystery, a sentence that meant nothing and everything. […]
meeting your heroes
The first thing I noticed was the money. […]
a paean to a series of paeans
Every fourteenth of February, something arrived. […]