Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto XCIII: Say Their Name

Gentle cabrones: Scroll down a bit, and you'll see the headstone of Juan Peña Diaz, the subject matter for...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXXIII: To My Mami, On What Would’ve Been Her...

Gentle cabrones: Every August 25, I'd call my mom to purposefully wish her a happy birthday on the wrong...

Canto LV: You Never Know Who’s Watching

Gentle cabrones: Last week, I encountered a blast from my professional ast so HILARIOUS that it taught me, again, that not only is there a...

Canto XLIV: Gracias to the Real Chingones of 2018!

My 2018 was different than yours. It began on Oct. 14, 2017, the day after I left my dream job at OC Weekly. It ends on...

Canto XL: Don’t Be Shy

Gentle cabrones: If you've seen me talk before, you know the drill: I'm like the legendary boxer Julio Cesar Chávez. I start slow because I actually...

Canto XXVIII: A Hell of a Fandango

Gentle cabrones: As I've mentioned before here, I first journalistically made waves as a music critic, specifically covering rock en español. The grand irony is...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto VI: Era, Soy, Seré—I Was, I Am, I’ll Be…

Gentle cabrones: Greetings from Napa—kind of. I spent 15 hours earlier this week in California's capital of wine, at the annual gathering of The Latino...

Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto V: Stay Classy, Orange County!

Gentle cabrones: “Never thought I'd say this, but fuck Orange County,” read the comment of a young woman on the Facebook page of William Camargo,...