April withers away in the rearview mirror as time trudges ever cruelly forward. And as such, a brand new installment of Off the Marquee is here to tell you, lu...
Hugo Zuccarelli is standing directly above me, waving a set of keys around my head. This is the third time over the course of our ninety-minute interaction tha...
Hello! It’s been a while. Welcome to a new installment of Off the Marquee, the only film column that will give you the straight dope on where to watch all the ...
Hey, everyone, it's movies! Remember movies? A two-hour respite from both the blistering heat and humidity of the unforgiving Buenos Aires summer, and the over...
Singer-songwriter Jazmin Esquivel managed to blow me away twice. The first time was when I listened to her debut album Púrpura, a collection of powerful, evoca...
Who doesn't enjoy sweating and being uncomfortable all the time? Not us. Or, I guess, more specifically, not me. I have no idea where the rest of the La La Lis...
Typing the word “December” into the above post title line was a thrill ride all of its own. I found myself rapidly and haphazardly scattering through all the st...
Have you ever thought of what it takes for a song to be… a song?
Is it a set number of elements arranged in a specific way? Are there requirements? Does it n...
Hello! And welcome once again to our weekly breakdown of live shows in the city of Buenos AIres. You might have heard that we have some visitors over this weeke...
Hey! It’s that time again. That time at the start of each month when we try to show you something new. Something exciting. Something beautiful. Something that w...
Jorge Farah was born in Barranquilla, Colombia and has spent the last decade falling out of taxis in Buenos Aires. He is a writer, media producer, podcaster, film enthusiast, obsessive playlist maker, and purveyor of vexing takes on a wide array of subjects.
