First and foremost: Bienvenidos!
I’m Angie and this is Get Cultured. The idea for the blog was born one day when all that celeb gossip I inadvertently spend hours ingesting (OK that’s a lie—I’m addicted to it) started to make me feel simultaneously bloated and starved for substance. So out of concern for my own health and inspired by “The Guide” section of the magazine, which highlights the best of the best in Latin books, music, DVDs, movies, and arts, I bring you the perfect daily antidote to blogrrhea, all that juicy yet utterly useless information readily available on the Web. So at your next dinner party you can talk about more than just the secret adventures of Madge & A-Rod. I hope you’ll bookmark it, keep on coming back, and share your thoughts. Happy active culturing!
With that, here’s my pick of the day...
The Juanes Effect
“Whenever I get really excited about something, I start cursing like crazy," Juanes told me last week while backstage at the Latin Grammys as we basked in his quintuple win. "'I start spewing things like 'Me gane el p*to Grammy hijuep*ta!'"
You've been absolved, Juan Esteban. Truth is, I'd probably come up with far more offensive things to say if I were in your patent leather Dsquared sneaks.
Today Universal Music Latino re-releases La Vida Es...Un Ratico En Vivo as a live 2 CD/DVD set and though I normally roll my eyes at pre-holiday releases because they’re a contrived effort to get you to simply re-buy an album you probably didn’t buy in the first place (who buys CDs anymore?), I’m loving this p*to CD!
It’s got some new songs, including “Odio Por Amor,” in which Juanes croons in English for the first time, and a new version of “Hoy Me Voy,” for which he teams up with 23-year-old pop singer Colbie Caillat whose voice reminds me of Vanessa Carlton (whatever happened to her, btw?)
But the real rarity is Juanes’ heartfelt cover of Joe Arroyo’s vintage hit “Rebelión (No Le Pegue A La Negra).” This last one has been the closing song throughout Juanes’ ongoing worldwide tour and it’s a tribute to Colombia’s rich salsa roots. People don’t normally think Colombia when they hear the word salsa, but if you’ve been to Cali (and I was there last year with Juanes himself and danced until my toes bled), then you know what I’m talking about. In the song, Arroyo, a Cartagena native and a true sonero, sings of a group of African slaves and their struggle to survive. I still get down every time I hear this in the club.