Who cares about women? People who wear pink and don’t wear bras, obviously. Cue eyeroll.
What are smart people afraid of? Not spiders.
Walmart continually makes this beautiful mistake.
Does “Pinktober” piss you off? Well, grab your stress ball because it’s gotten worse.
Yas, Jennifer Lawrence, YAS!
Neon Indian’s new album is released tomorrow, but you can totes listen today if you want to (you know you do).
Sometimes we have to talk to the police when we have weed on us. This is not an ideal situation, so memorize these things so you don’t have a panic attack and get shot.
Santa Fe is hosting a chile drop for NYE?!
Autumn is nigh, and with the turning season come books and classrooms and new ideas and pocket protectors. Much music on the topic of school has to do with the rebellion against it, lust, alienation or nostalgia. Linked below is a seasonal mix—most of the rock and roll or punk persuasion (sorry, no Van Halen)—to put you in the mood for education, be your participation willing or begrudging. Listen/watch here.
He was a terrible rancher. The son of a borreguero (sheep herder) in northern Taos County, Estevan Rael-Gálvez says he constantly lost his flock. Life on the farm wasn’t for him. So with his mother’s encouragement, he walked away from his family’s generations-old trade of sheep and farming in Costilla and Questa to answer his calling—academia, and ultimately a much larger world where culture, art and politics converge. July marked Rael-Gálvez' first year as the executive director of the National Hispanic Cultural Center. Lively and cerebral, Rael-Gálvez has wasted no time in the influential seat, propelling the NHCC to the forefront of Hispanic cultural and political affairs both locally and nationally. One year into his service as head of this increasingly powerful institution, the Alibi invited Dr. Estevan Rael-Gálvez to answer our resolana-style questions (but more on that later).