Cold case: Elijah Wald, “Narcocorrido” (2001) and companion cd

I bought the Elijah Wald corrido book at Down Home on recommendation of a clerk (whose name I know but I am a little shy about mentioning). Can’t say I read it cover to cover, but I think I got the jist of it. Fourteen years later (and after Coen Brothers treatment of his Dave Von Ronk book), I am pecking thru it, and crossing it with popular internet content portal:

I can also paste link to book, via another ubiquitous portal.

Plus I like the hater review, with the fake rap fake corrido of “Elias Wald”

Generally, this is part of an initiative to understand Mexico mejor.

here are lyrics, courtesy of Elijah Wald home page:
oy a cantar un corrido que traigo dentro del alma
es la historia de un amigo que mataron a mansalva
valiente y muy decidido Luis Aguirre se llamaba;

Luisito se emborrachaba cuando Francisco llegó
ya sabía que lo buscaba para llevarlo a prisión.
Luisito vengo a aprenderte, es una orden superior.

Quítate de aquí cachorro, tienes mucho que aprender
a disparar un revólver y a que te ame una mujer
apártate de mi vista yo no peleó para perder.

Luisito tú ya lo sabes que yo soy hombre de ley
he venido a Matamoros paí llevarte a Monterrey
y tú te vienes conmigo yo sólo no he de volver.

Francisco que hace el intento de su pistola sacar
pero ya estaba bien muerto antes del fuego tocar
con un balazo en el pecho, no se volvió a levantar;

Luis Aguirre se descuida, su confianza lo perdió
con tres balas espancibas junto a Francisco cayó
en su delirio decía quién fue el que me disparó.

Murieron dos gallos finos, no los volverán a ver
uno de la policía el otro contra la ley
uno de Nuevo Laredo y el otro de Monterrey.

Adiós revólver plateado, mucho aprecio te tenía
tenías mi nombre grabado con letras de artesanía
teniéndote aquí a mi lado, ni al gobierno le temía.

http://www.amazon.com/Narcocorrido-Journey-Music-Drugs-Guerrillas/dp/0060505109

world class dis, or at least all-West-Hemi by watujel:
On the 6th of November/year of 2001/Elijah Wald released a book/Its cover had a picture of a gun. He met a girl named Carmen/Said she was kinda “chunky”/Met a fat singer named Jenni/Said she looked really funky. Jenni’s last name isn’t Craig/But he didn’t say how she really looks/Could it be that unlike Carmen/She might be reading his book? Said Jenni’s dad is “anti-racist”/Though he prohibits English at home/Can you be a xenophobic anti-racist/Or does Wald just have rocks in his dome? Journalists who confront narco culture/Have been assassinated for what they tell us/But the author sees it differently/He’s thinks they’re just jealous. All those “ink-stained wretches”/Wald is dismissively taunting/They wish they could be Los Tucanes/Money and monobrow flaunting.

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About markweiss86

Mark Weiss, founder of Plastic Alto blog, is a concert promoter and artist manager in Palo Alto, as Earthwise Productions, with background as journalist, advertising copywriter, book store returns desk, college radio producer, city council and commissions candidate, high school basketball player; he also sang in local choir, and fronts an Allen Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32
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