by Address | March 9, 2022 | Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour Editor's Note: I'm not a fatalist, but I love writing about how I imagine hell, the apocalypse, and, on a smaller scale, my own funeral. All the stories, at their core, have a common element, which can serve as a relief, or, at the very least...
by Address | May 4, 2021 | Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour (Editor's note: This story was originally published a few years ago in an illustration workshop, an exercise for a group of misfits who never quite understood what we were doing there. In any case, the experience was enjoyable and...).
by Address | November 25, 2020 | Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour I had a Uruguayan classmate in school, his last name was Gerstenblüth. He was a die-hard Peñarol fan. He would ask his friends in Montevideo to send him cassettes with the commentary of the "Aurinegros" (Black and Gold) matches, so he wouldn't miss a thing...
by Address | October 28, 2020 | Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour Many may find this statement exaggerated, but I have no doubt that the most important album in the history of Colombian rock is El Dorado, by Aterciopelados. That said, let's clarify one point: If you ask me personally if...
by Address | July 21, 2020 | Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour In these days of strange fatalism and apocalyptic dreams, I haven't stopped thinking about a song, recorded in the early nineties, which was very popular at the time in Bogotá's alternative scene. The song is called...
by Address | April 22, 2020 | Chronicles, Rotating memories
By José Gandour @gandour Image by My friend Kruger It's 7:30 am Yes, Earth Day, 2022. I've been checking, with the little data left on my phone, what's new on social media, to see if anyone knows what's really going on. The...
