Editorial : Kavinsky’s love letter to the neon decade

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I was 8 when I first tried my luck on an arcade game. It was a really weird game called Joust and although I never was good at it, I remember having a lot of fun with it. Months later, I got hooked on Son Son, another weird game. This one was easier than Joust and, best of all, it had a fantastic, infectious soundtrack. On my holidays, I used to spend a lot of time with an older cousin in Tampico playing loads of videogames at arcades. His favourites were Ikari Warriors and Outrun, both excellent games with amazing soundtracks. Outrun in particular was interesting, as you could change the radio stations, so you had different music. Imagine that! Continue reading “Editorial : Kavinsky’s love letter to the neon decade”

Tales of the Pill Generation : Egregious

Photo: Sam Valdés – Carretera a Monterrey, 2007.

It’s the mid 60s and even if the kids don’t know it, the wave has reached a watermark and will roll back in a few years. My dad was Mexican. My mom was American. They met through work, married in San Diego and moved to Los Angeles with three kids on tow. I was the last one, the late one to the party. They almost called me “Benjamin”. I dodged a bullet there. God bless the 70s.  Continue reading “Tales of the Pill Generation : Egregious”

Looking back at … The Sundays

The Sundays – Blind


There are seasons and times in our lives we call our very own favorites. Mine are the 90s. Even though I cannot remember much (I was a dispersed child, now I am a dispersed grown-up) I do remember odd hairstyles, my sister wearing strange black boots as she danced to “Industrial” music (and other odd sounding to my ears rhythms), and grunge.

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