Earlier in the year I had the chance to venture to the amazing country that is Colombia. Due to our shoestring budget we decided to roll through both Cali and Medellínkind of briefly in the pursuit of both sun and coastal vibes in the north. So after a few overnight buses, which by the way were totally safe and free from any Guerrilla hijackings, we eventually made it to our final destination and a place i am 100% coming back to, the Caribbean Coastline in particular Santa Marta and Cartagena de Indias. Amazing cities, warm and friendly locals, white sand beaches, palm tress, turquoise water and plenty of fresh fish and cheap beers made bunking down in shitty hostels and enjoying a balanced diet of tuna and rice for 4 weeks all worthwhile.
The podcast is rooted in the tropical ritmos originating from the Carribbean coastline of Colombia. Some classic Cumbia, Palenque, and Salsa, with bits of hip hop and digital cumbia from some newer groups making moves throughout Colombia and Latin America . This is by no means anything in depth, just some tunes of Colombian origin i stumbled across during my travels and thought fitting to share. Saludos, Mike Who
I was lucky enough to take a trip to Bolivia over the last 2 weeks, and have now only just started to shake the remnants of a pretty ferkin horrible journey home. Bolivia is an amazingly beautiful country and everyone i met bar too many tourists with hiking boots and bad dreadlocks were awsome people. I managed to check a few cities and have included a bunch of photos taken mostly by my lady who lucky for you takes way better photos than me. To top off this post of greatness i included some tunes that got me through fever induced bus rides, hotel room hallucinations, market lurks, hospital visits, twilight zone salt flats, border crossings and llama meat platters. If you buy me a drank once I’m home I will tell you some extended tales. Enjoy, Mike Who.
This is basically a bunch of awsome photos of Iquique from my Bro over here. To check more of his photos follow here MrTontoJack. . Iquique Is a city in the North of Chile and pretty much my second home. I won’t ramble too much and instead let you check the photos for a slice of this beautiful city nestled in between one of the driest deserts on the planet and the Pacific Ocean.
As you can see from the last two photos there was a fire down the block the other day it was pretty heavy, but luckily nobody was harmed bar a little damage to the local Panaderia.
To add some icing suger to your Churros here are some Summertime jams that have been been getting me through the recent heatwave. Saludos, Mike Who.
Here are a few photos taken mostly by my lady and a few by me from where my year ticked over into 2012. Valparaiso is a really Cool city about an hour and a half bus ride from the capital of Chile, Santiago. The majority of people in Valparaiso live a fair hike or short cab or bus fare up these amazing hills that surround the port which is at the centre of the city. The seafood is amazing, the vibes are good and the city has a totally unique charm to any other place i have visited in Chile. If your coming through Chile sometime this year or ever Valparaiso is definatly worth checking.
I was also pretty relieved to go to a spot that played an alternative to Reggaeton or top 40 cheese. There is a club in Valparaiso called La Sala. Three rooms, One Dancehall, one Grime, DnB and Dubstep and one Hip Hop. Beers were cheap, girlies vibing to good music and you can wear shorts.
Never have i been so happy to hear the Cosa Nostra Riddim.
Stolen Records fam and foreign correspondent Mike Who checking in to share some love from Iquique, Chile. If you didn’t make it to our party and my farewell sauna workout “Badonkadonk” at goodgod, you may not know that i am now living in Chile. Life is good, the people are awsome, weather is nice, and the food is great. It’s a Little odd not having to go to work or wake up for uni but i’m finding unemployment pretty satisfying. I’m going to try and post some tunes on the regular that i come across during travels. But to kick things off i thought i would share some of my favourite tunes from some chileno artits that i have been introduced to and stumbled across over there years.
Me and Carla saw an awesome 12 piece cumbia band of old dudes in matching suits playing Chico Trujillo covers on the beach the other night, and being the fool i am i didn’t have a phone or camera to record the awesomeness.. this film clip will have to do me justice.
Cali got gun play! Salsa on a Monday! Mamis sayin Ichi give me one more dance!
When too much animal print is barely enough!
Parar! Revivir! Sobrevivir!
direct me where ever you want, mami
Towards the end of my trip in Latin America I started to pick up a bit of Spanish, but all round I was pretty pathetic. Even so, I found when you didn’t know the Spanish word for something, you could just add an ‘O’ or an ‘A’ or a ‘ones’ to the end of the English word and you may end up with the right word in Spanish.
¿Cuál es el nombre de este…ah.. musica… umm… artista?
These are some photos from Cali in Colombia. I found it funny that traffic police in Cali are called “Reguladors”. I am easily amused.
I said to her I would just take a few, but found it hard to leave any out. You may know her as a triple j newsreader, she also takes some pretty sweet photos. These are shots from her time in New York earlier this year. See the rest of the gallery and more awesomeness on her site.
I am not really sure, but there could still be a warrant out for my arrest in New York State. Maybe it is my paranoia, but I was pretty sure on my way back into Los Angeles from Colombia that I would get stopped by customs and thrown in jail.
It was all the result of a night out in the Lower East Side, Manhattan. As one that easily succumbs to peer pressure, I was convinced by my homie to buy something from the bodega. So naturally I picked a beverage with the most amusing name and the highest alcoholic content. Four Loko enter stage left.
Little did I know that Four Loko was crack in a can. It is a toxic cocktail of alcohol, caffeine, taurine and guarana. The drink has been made illegal in many states including New York, after it has almost killed college students on several occasions. However, there are some Bodegas that still sell it. It is also dirt cheap, though drinking dirt would probably be more enjoyable.
Usually a master of drinking inconspicuously in public, I was busted within seconds of taking my first sip. The police officers insisted that I finish my drink, but gave me a $25 fine for my trouble. Four Loko really tastes like candy flavoured vomit, so during the time it took me to finish it off, I was stopped by two other police patrols. The night after that point was a blur of hyperactive, over confident drunkness, which very nearly got me in more serious trouble.
Anyways, a couple of weeks later I was in Mexico, and hadn’t got around to paying that fine just yet. I get a call from a recorded message, telling me I needed to be in court in Brooklyn the following week or there will be a warrant out for my arrest. Great.
After several unhelpful phone conversations, I am still not sure whether that fine got sorted out. I’m back in Sydney now, but think I would be safer in a country that doesn’t have extradition treaties with the United States. Life of a fugitive.
Yeah… umm… I am much more comfortable asking the questions, than having to come up with opinions and stories on demand. Even so, I did have a most pleasant time when I was given the opportunity to appear on Colombian English language radio show Jack Radio broadcast from Medellin’s University of Antioquia.
Run by two upstanding American gentlemen, Jeff and Robin, the show plays a range of amazing music from around the world with a special commitment to showcasing Colombian talent. The show is just one component of their empire, which includes Colombian music, fashion and culture magazine, Jack Magazine, and some darn good parties.
Chickity-Check out this episode of Jack Radio for a bit of Cumbia, Moombahton, Reggaeton, Reggae, Colombian hip hop and myself showcasing some Australian hip hop.
In Colombia cocaine is dirt cheap and abundant. So much so it is more economical to do a line of blow before work, than have your soy latte. So in Medellin when the home team, Atletico Nacional, win the Colombian Football League grand final, all of a sudden these massive bags of coke appear from nowhere and there is a big cocaine fight in the streets to celebrate. People throwing bags of the stuff at each other. Daniel and I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.