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The New Record Newsletter for November 30th (if you haven’t figured it out yet, we’re going to be shooting these out every Wednesday). 

A new post filled with intro by Bill talking about 00:02:59 Records (which Brian Fallon of The Gaslight Anthem is a fan of) & Sugar Hill Records, a new editorial piece by Alex, a playlist from Alex as well, Just Added tracks featuring Nick 13, a Deep Cut by Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings and tons of more stuff. You know, the usual. 

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My Editorial in this week’s newsletter for The New Record featuring my Brother, El Big Jim ( one of his latest posts were about sopes so consider yourself warned if you’re currently hungry). 

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It’s that time of year again when everyone is assembling their Top Albums of the Year list. It’s such a great time to snoop around people’s list and see if they are either cool or lame. Right? I know you’re not supposed to judge a book by it’s cover, but if one of your friends, who you hold high regards for musically, adds the new Selena Gomez record as their top favorites, is it acceptable to criticize him/her? Some might say that it’s absolutely okay… but it’s not.

My brother, Jimmy, grew up listening to Top 40 radio throughout his teenage and adult life. Rick Dees in the Morning on KISS FM was all we heard in the morning because it was his “get ready for school/work” music (we shared a room for a long time). So knowing what my brother’s musical taste was, I never hesitated to raid his 150 CD Case Logic wallet (wow, remember those?) to see what I might be missing out on…you know, just in case?  In being your standard nosey little brother, low and behold I made a huge discovery. The kind of discovery that if measured musically, it could be considered a gold mine now for me. If it wasn’t for my brother, I would have never got into Outkast or The Red Hot Chili Peppers which later led me to find my favorite artist of ALL TIME, John Frusciante.

So you see, never be ashamed of what you listen to and what music defines you. Some people may not approve of some of your choices or give you a hard time but it’s who you are. You can’t help but let music do to you what it’s meant to do: make you enjoy it. Always be willing to open up and let people know what you’re jamming to because you never know what kind of gem you’re going to introduce someone to.

In a world where we’re ambushed with greed at least share music…legally, of course.

Share your musical tastes by submitting your Top Records of 2011 as well as your New Record playlists on twitter - @thenewrecord

-Alex

elbigjim:

So today after the gym I got this craving for Amapola SOPES. If you don’t know what these are…. you are Extremely missing out! I was born and raised in South LA and when mom would take us to the SUPERIOR supermarket it always included a quick trip across the street to the AMAPOLA Market for masa because of course we were getting ready to eat PUPUSAS real soon. But before we would leave she wouldn’t hesitate to grab some quick “togo” food from the Amapola’s grill. SOPES FOR ME everytime!

again, back to today… so I just wanted to satisfy my craving by looking and reminding me of how they looked… so ofcourse I have to do a google search and BAM! first item on the search list was this lady’s TRISHA’s blogpost about her experience at AMAPOLA when she ordered some ‘SOPES’ thru a recommendation. Just want to say her post satisfied me 100% without tasting them, plus she talked about CAJETA and PUPUSAS!

SOPES SOPES SOPES SOPES! How can you not love these!

Damn, brotha. I read this whole post with a smile on my face the whole time. Amapola sopes were the best with a big ol’ Horchata. I’m pretty sure you and I fought over these at several times during our childhood…we was some chunky ass kids. I remember the cajetera there that would say that I was her “novio” and I thought I was all cool. The older I got the more embarrasing it was but I was also developing this fascination for the female anatomy so I would think to myself, “But for reals though, puedo ser su novio, señora that’s like 15 years older than me?” Oh yeah…but back to the food…the best. Thanks for the little piece of nostalgia.