An interview with Mexican writer Martín Solares, whose debut novel Los minutos negros/The Black Minutes, was received with wide praise.
[You can also read an excerpt of the English translation of the novel here.]
Many Latin music acts that have been around for a while carry the tag of “legendary” in their press releases. But few of them have surprised as much as Grupo Folklórico y Experimental Nuevayorquino did a few years ago, when they reunited to play a few concerts 30 years after releasing their second album.
This week, they have got together again to play a single concert in The Bronx, tributing the music of Cuban star (and yes, true legend) Arsenio Rodríguez. I had the incredible fortune of interviewing Grupo Folklórico’s producer, René López, and Israel Berríos, who played with Rodríguez for 13 years, at NY1 Noticias.
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Some interviews are simultaneously a pleasure and a lesson for the reporter. Here is one such case: a conversation with Pepe Ribas, the founder of legendary counterculture Spanish magazine Ajoblanco.
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I have admired the wit and writing chops of Rafael Gumucio since I first read his columns and short stories in Chilean newspaper El Mercurio somewehere in the early nineties. Everything he touched was immediately impregnated with self-deprecation, melancholy and a strange sense of humor. When his first book, a collection of stories, was widely panned, I smelled envy. (It would take me many years to understand why—but that’s another story.) Soon after that, Gumucio started appearing on TV shows, taking part in the cult-phenomenon Plan Z, still one of the most inventive comedy shows in the history of Chilean TV. Further books gained him national and international respect.
When I had the chance to meet him and interview him in New York, the circle was closing: he had published La deuda, a novel that, once again, I liked against the judgment of Chilean critics. In this interview, we talked about that book and his interest in tackling a topic good Chilean literature has barely scratched: the middle class.