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Saw this display in the train station in Madrid. The popular Spanish candy “Conguitos” celebrates 50 years of sweet and crunchy goodness. I’m happy for the Conguitos product and all of its fans. But I’m even happier for the little Conguitos Neeegro, who finally, at long last, has gotten a full makeover. The balloonlike coon-lips frozen [...] Dentro de un mes, estrenaré mi primer show de comedia completamente autobiográfica, Por Eso Soy Así. Será en Teatreneu de Barcelona, y empezará el viernes 4 de Febrero. (Seguiré haciendo Planeta Catalunya en el Teatro Llantiol como siempre.) De qué se trata Por Eso Soy Así? Pues de mi viaje de auto-descubrimiento, en que figuran fenómenos divertidos como [...]  [For maximum enjoyment of this video, I recommend turning the up volume LOUD!] Schoolhouse Rock was a series of short musical, educational clips that would run on Saturday mornings when I was a kid. They remain immensely popular not only for my generation, but for later generations who didn’t grow up with the series. Schoolhouse Rock was created [...]  My old NYC comedy pal Becky Donahue read my last post on the yellow “chinaman” makeup and hepped me to this now legendary incident, which somehow missed my radar when it happened. I don’t know how I could have been so distracted. I must’ve been busy arguing with white Europeans about the existence of racism. I’ve [...]  Not too long ago, in an interview with BTV, I was asked, “Who are your favorite Barcelona comedians?” What?? Bitch, you serious? My favorite Barcelona comedians? Like, are there any? That’s when I realized I had to get off my ass and start talking about my favorite comedians. And no, they’re not from Barcelona. For fuck’s sake. There [...]  From the Jim Crow Museum of Racist Memorabilia What a shitstorm I’ve stirred up with my post on the racist Carnaval costumes. The thing is, I kind of expected it. I know white people hate being called on their racism… or their denial of it. The reactions, ranging from defensiveness to anger, awaken a sense of deja-vu in [...] One of the most emblematic performances by Odetta, “Waterboy”. It’s very hard for me to watch this without crying. (Sorry, the whole clip isn’t available to me.) Have you ever seen an artist convey so much tragedy in such stark, simple conditions? A woman, a guitar, a spotlight. If I were a theater teacher, I would [...] |
 
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