Supersonico ... a little late

Yes, I wanted to write about Supersonico [A Cultural Happening] the day after the concert happened, but I didn’t…

Now I am left with the memories of Supersonico: the amazing music, my friends, the excitement, not believing that I could finally listen to all those amazing artists the same day! I wish Supersonico had already been happening for years. I still can’t believe this is the first time since I’ve been in Los Angeles (6+years), that this city dedicates a festival to alternative music by Latin American artist, well most of them– let’s not forget about Tokyo Ska Paradise! But again, this is LA. The world exists within this city walls! I know … LA doesn’t really have city walls.

A blog post on LA Weekly titled Best and Worst of Supersonico Festival 2014 said, “Many are calling it the “Latino FYF," the “Latin Coachella,” and even the U.S. version of "Vive Latino."

I’m just happy it happened. I just call it: FINALLY HAPPENED!

Although I tried to get there as soon as the doors opened, I still missed some of the artists. Let's face it, it’s a music festival and decisions had to be made, I couldn't just split myself and be at all stages at the same time – wait, can I?

First I saw East LA (Boyle Heights) local group Subsuelo… they never cease to amaze me. I can still hear La T igresa’s shoes making music, flamenco style to modern sounds. I remember first time I saw them work their magic at Eastside Luv. I danced to the tunes sung by Ceci Bastida, but I couldn’t keep still when DJ Wákatela played and much less when DJ Canyon Cody took over the Illuminati Lounge. I can still feel Bomba Estereo’s bass thumping inside my chest – no, it wasn’t my heart. I loved René’s soapbox speeches while Calle 13 performed, I sang every single song they performed. Ana Tijoux blew my mind! (That's her on the picture) She is so talented and she always has something important to say. La Vida Boheme also got me dancing, so by the time Café Tacvba took the stage I was sitting on the pavement by the outdoor stage exhausted.

I hadn’t sat down in nearly 8 hours. I barely drank water and good thing I ate before the only 5 food trucks at the venue had to serve the unbelievably long lines and ran out of food. YES! Some food trucks ran out of food!

Somehow, Café Tacvba got me dancing again. Well... it IS Café Tacvba and they ARE magical.

For the record, I didn't walk to the metro line... I limped. It was satisfying pain.

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