Tales of the Pill Generation : Angels of the Silences

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1996 was a weird year for me. I can’t pinpoint how or why, but I knew a change was coming. A severe one. When I arrived to Louisville in 1995, I met this girl named Chloe and we instantly hit it off. She got me into the music scene back then, so I was all over bands like June of 44, Ruckus and Rachel’s. Plus a couple more, but those were the ones we enjoyed best. She always chastised me for not arriving earlier, when Slint were wowing a chosen few. Time would prove her right on that band. Continue reading “Tales of the Pill Generation : Angels of the Silences”

Tales of the Pill Generation : Enjoy the silence

(Editor’s note: this is part of an upcoming book called The Fall and Decline of the Pill Generation)

It was a very hard time for me. Not in school, though, it was kinda OK back then, I wasn’t the whipping boy for the rest of the classroom in 1990.

That was Rubén’s job, it seems. Continue reading “Tales of the Pill Generation : Enjoy the silence”

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”