An Ode To Latinos Who Don’t Like Latino Music

Growing up Latinx doesn’t mean you grew up listening to and loving Latinx music. Some of us might have gravitated toward other music, but we’re paying the price now.

Shakira was wrong. Your hips definitely do lie and… do not move.

Attempting a merengue is a travesty.

And because of this, your family will ALWAYS force you to dance.

Because family loves to make you uncomfortable.

At your prima’s quince, you always had to work a little extra hard on those choreographed dances.

Mami questioned her entire existence when you bought your first rock/rap/any non-Latinx album.

She’ll wonder where she went wrong and how she’ll ever explain to her comadres what you’re into.

She wondered how she allowed Satan to take you over through this devil music.

To this day, you get nervous when people ask you to recommend some good Latinx music.


Define “good.”

And you don’t know what to do when drunk tíos start singing Vicente Fernandez…


Everyone else sings along and cheers him on… You just awkwardly hang out in the corner.

Because your family roasts you when you mess up lyrics to some of the classics.

You’re damned if you don’t know the lyrics perfectly.

You fought with the DJ at your quince to play only the music you wanted.

To the chagrin of your older relatives that didn’t understand what Radiohead was trying to do.

But he always managed to sneak in “Suavemente.”

Alright, that one gets a pass only because you love seeing your tías get turnt up. <3

People constantly accuse you of not being a “real Latinx” because of your music tastes…

How was it growing up as a Latinx that didn’t listen to “traditional” Latin music? 

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