Last night I joined some friends to celebrate a birthday at an electronic music spot in Poblado. I do my best to stay out of Poblado. It’s pretty touristy (read: expensive AF and not culturally inclined), but sometimes you gotta just do it.
I did it for all of 45 minutes.
Once I walked into the bar and saw this on the wall “Political Talk Prohibited” I knew it wasn’t for me. Hip Hop and Rap meant so much to me growing up and mean so much to me today because they were the poetry that understood and expressed my life. When people rapped, they were sharing stories and tales about their lives, their communities and their experiences. This isn’t limited to hip hop or rap.
Music itself is a great liberator.
Música llena mi alima= music fills my soul. Electronic is cool. I’d bump to it, particularly when it’s mashed with heavier hip-hop and rap sounds. I’m sure people get lost in electronic and it fills some people up last night it wasn’t me. And the idea that music is separated from a political statements also wasn’t me.
Marvin en Medellín, Colombia
October 7, 2016