Counter-Archives from the Dancefloor
A Scorpio's diary of sound, performance, and rebellion.
Image from Krip-Hop Institute On the Fourth of July, I tripped over a pile of rocks, fell, and cracked my knee. It was the first time I had ever cracked or broken a bone in my life. As I left the emergency room on crutches, I quickly realized that something as ordinary as walking had... Continue Reading →
Saxophone Statue on Central Ave and Vernon in Historic South Central Los Angeles The South Central Corridor is a crucial site I return to when I think about how music and geography intersect. Growing up in South Central Los Angeles, specially Low Bottoms, my mom would always take me to WIC on Central Ave and... Continue Reading →
Coming to Miami for the second time this year for Art Basel 2025 rejuvenates my spirit. I feel more alive there, held by a kind of “main character” energy that I do not always feel in Southern California. Traveling during week ten of the quarter and the beginning of finals made something click for me:... Continue Reading →
Frankie Knuckles People love to say "not everything is political." But life itself is political. From the air we breathe, the food we eat, and the spaces where we gather. Music has always been part of that fight, whether on a sweaty dancefloor in Chicago, a warehouse in LA, a drag performance in Puerto Rico,... Continue Reading →
Counter-Archives from the Dancefloor 