Strings of hand-cut microphone papel
picado hang above thirty girls and as many volunteers who dance the pogo. Brown
and black ponytails bop around the Friendship Pit in the cafeteria, and do the
lawnmower with blue-haired band coaches and comadres. The room is charged with
so much joy that it's harder to stand still than to dance. Even the wallflowers
(myself included) end up on the edges of the sweetest mosh pit ever, devoid of
the usual fierce shoving. The house band, Las Pulgas, or The Fleas, plays
"Your Moment," the Chicas Rockeras' bilingual theme song:
¿Quién eres? ¿Quién quieres ser?
Ahora es la hora de poder
¡Si Se Puede! (¡Si Se Puede!)
Con chicas a tu lado
Finalmente tu momento ha llegado
Who are you? Who do you want to be?
Today is your day, listen and see
Yes we can! (Yes we can!)
With chicas on your side
Your moment has finally arrived
The first-ever Chicas Rockeras
Southeast Los Angeles camp in Huntington Park was a rollicking success. Just
five miles from downtown and four miles from the Long Beach Freeway, the rock
camp hosted over 26 children ages 8-17, for a week of band practice and
workshops. Held the week of June 15-19, 2015, at Aspire Ollin University Prep
Academy, girls learned to sing and write songs with musicians like punk legend
Alice Bag, and were coached by Candice Hansen, who's played with, among others,
Exene Cervenka from the L.A.-based band X. Other guest artists, like
award-winning Trio Ellas and band coach Josie Wreck, performed original music
and Salt N' Pepa covers and discussed their career and work with the campers.
But this was no ordinary punk rock camp.
"In 2009 I was organizing a lot
of community events, punk shows, and fests," said Marin, a member and
comadre, of the Chicas Rockeras collective. "But then I saw the film
'Girls Rock' and immediately, thought 'How can we make this happen? I wish I
had that when I was a kid.'" Marin volunteered with Rock n' Roll Camp for
Girls, Los Angeles for five years, but, she said, "It was time to bring it
back home to southeast L.A." Marin grew up in South Gate, and many of the
comadres, or co-organizers, in the collective also grew up in the southeast or
are from similar working-class Latino neighborhoods.
Based on a sliding scale up to $150
(half of the families paid the full amount and the other half paid between $25
to zero dollars according to income), the camp is based on the Girls Rock Camp
Alliance model that build self-esteem and help find their voices by using music
education and performance for empowerment and social justice. The feminist and
radical effort was started in 2001 in Portland, while the Alliance began in
2007, exploding with new iterations across the country, as far as the United
Kingdom. However, since many of those camps cost $400 or more, Chicas Rockeras
was far more accessible to many families. Marin said that another thing that
sets them apart is that mainstream rock camps are "traditionally a
white-dominated scene, [and] the fact that we are focused on being bilingual
and creating space for young women of color is unique." The camp was 100%
volunteer-run.
The camp was focused on
problem-solving and on building critical thinking skills. The entire week was
filled with lunchtime singing and dancing, with energized campers gathering each
morning to think about their power, their friendships, and their literal
voices. "Some of the younger girls were nervous to jump in with the older
girls," said Marin. "But the older girls, in a very sister-loving
way, would encourage the younger girls to jump in and dance. They would also
eat together during lunch and ask them about their day. It was beautiful to
witness this type of mentoring."
The groups were split into two: the
younger set, ages 8-11, were called the Bidis; and ages 12-17 were called the
Bom Boms -- both named after Selena's world-famous song, "Bidi Bidi
Bom." The band lyrics reflected what girls were learning. In class, they
talked about and mapped on a large piece of poster paper what's in their
neighborhoods: trees, freeways, paleteros, and schools. Because the southeast
has "an intense history of environmental injustices," according to
Marin, "it made sense to offer Environmental Justice 101," she said
about the week's curriculum. Facilitators Angee and Janeth "covered the
history with Exide, and the fact that we don't have access to healthy
foods."
The most important lesson, however,
was to make the campers proud of who they are. For example, camper Isabel P.,
who's a reporter for the Girl Scouts of San Gorgonio, said this:
When I walked into camp for the first
time I felt ecstatic, my adrenaline was pumping and I just wanted to play
drums. The volunteers welcomed every girl with kindness that made me feel like
I belong...
After the "Radical Body Love for
Young Riot Grrls" workshop led by facilitator Gloria Lucas, one of the
campers said, "I love my body!" Volunteers also said they heard girls
say, "I'm not ashamed to be round. No soy gorda."
"It was really hard for me not
to cry on the spot, it was so powerful," said Marin. "Some of the
campers sharing these highlights were nine years old." The growth in the
campers, their families, and communities will have positive, and hopefully
long-term, effects.
After the workshop, a Bom band called
Rotting Glitter wrote these lyrics for their song, "Body is Beauty":
"We won't take this anymore! We have bodies we adore!"
When you watch
this clip of them performing, you'll notice they start out on the
quiet side, but as the song goes on, the singer's voice grows in confidence
until she's screaming into the mic. This song embodies the changes and growth
the campers experienced at Chicas Rockeras.
"After the camp, I felt that I
had learned a lot, not just with learning a new instrument but I learned a lot
about myself, the history of music, and life lessons that can be used in the
future," wrote Isabel P. in her article.
The hallway of Aspire Ollin's first
floor was covered with pictures of women who rock: Selena, Joan Jett, Jenny
Rivera. While the curriculum is derived from a punk-aesthetic, the people at
the center of the posters and decorations included many Latinas. Chicas
Rockeras' most amazing strength is that they place the students' cultures and
aesthetics at the center of the curriculum. To achieve this work in public
schools, which are facing massive budget cuts that make teachers choose between
having a school nurse and band class, is a minor miracle.
Another workshop I participated in
was on how to be an ally. Sitting in a circle of mostly the younger girls and a
few adult volunteers, the facilitator thoughtfully asked us to go around and
say our name and our preferred gender pronoun. We talked about what a gender
pronoun was first. For them it was "she and them," which served as an
example of the many ways the campers could identify. We also defined being an
ally, as: the way you can check if someone was all right, or if they needed anything.
One girl of about seven, with a hand
that was always in the air, asked, "What does 'gay' mean?"
"That's a great question," said Povi-Tamu, the facilitator who also
works with the local social justice group Black Lives Matter. "Let's
figure it out." Our teacher went up to the white board and drew three
lines with the words "boy" and "girl" at each end. The
first mapped out who they like to spend time with, the second was what
activities they thought each gender enjoys, and the last was what gender is
written on their birth certificate. The girls took markers and drew marks where
they belonged along the spectrums. The group discussed these ideas
respectfully, and no one was shamed or punished for asking questions.
This was yet another great camp
moment, one that many of us never thought we could have, even as adults. What's
even more exciting is that conversations like these are happening in southeast
L.A., a set of communities that do a lot with limited economic and educational
resources. The children in our communities hold precious lessons learned at
home that teach them to be inventive and resilient, to thrive in the face of
bigotry embodied in toxic factories, the expansion of dangerous freeways, and
overcrowded schools that frequently fail to serve them.
In 2010, the median income in
Huntington Park for a family of four was $34,000, while 31.7% was under the age
of 18, compared to 25% for the state. These are normal statistics for the
southeast and, in opposition to what some might think, conditions that generate
ingenuity. Children are natural artists, full of energy and ideas, a resource
in which the southeast is rich.
Chicas Rockeras is the kind of group
that all families, politicians, nonprofits, and teachers should know about and
support immediately. Like the Southeast Los Angeles Colectivo, like the Alivio
Open Mic, like Communities for a Better Environment, Chicas Rockeras is made up
of people from the southeast and their allies who are stepping up and
organizing their communities, not waiting for anyone to come and save them.
It is the younger people, a few years
out of college or a few years into the workplace, from southeast L.A. County
who are the organizers and participants at the numerous art projects, programs,
and events blossoming in the region. If foundations that support programs like
AVID, for instance, are interested in investing in that expanse of the county,
they should support groups like Chicas Rockeras Southeast Los Angeles, run by
those of us who see promise and talent where others only see poverty.
In their work and behavior, the
campers identified and gained confidence, power, friendship, love, and
encouragement. "I also learned some valuable skills," added Isabel,
the camper who is also a reporter, "such as leadership, team work,
collaboration, and communication skills." If Isabel could articulate these
skills, there's no telling what she'll be up to when she grows up.
The need for a program like this is
clear. The music and art programs in Los Angeles Unified, like many other
school districts, have been cut drastically, pitted against other basic needs
like an on-site nurse.
The bilingual camp will return next
year with just as much energy. The 35 volunteers, who spanned everything from
punk rock drummers to PhD students, will also be back because the project was
close to their hearts.
"That was me when I was that
age," said one woman during an after-program meeting. Almost every adult
in the volunteer circle nodded in agreement. Most people in the room related to
the campers at that age: introverted, questioning, yet brave and curious. The
local families were really supportive of the camp. "That surprised
me," said Marin, "there's no way, growing up, my tía would have sent
me to a 'Rock camp? Que es eso, que rock!' But times change."
On the day of the final showcase, the
camp theme song is played again, in a set of roaring final performances at the
American Legion in South Gate. Pastel-colored paper lanterns adorn the ceiling,
and under their glow, the stage is packed with singing campers and teachers.
The audience is a sea of waving arms in the air, an auditorium jammed with
parents, siblings, and abuelos. Everyone, from Ph.D. students, punks, and baby
siblings cheer on the campers' big final numbers.
Let the student songs be rallying
cries for all of our young people to be this supported in their creativity. May
our schools vibrate with affirmation and song.
To support Chicas Rockeras Southeast
Los Angeles visit their website and look out for their fundraisers like Ladies'
Rock Camp, upcoming shows, and awesome mixed tapes. Watch more campers rocking
out on the CRSELA Facebook page.
Only a two weeks left to see Luis Alfaro's Mojada: A Medea in L.A. at the
Saturday in Santa Barbara, The Mission Poetry Series Presents David Campos, Gina Ferrara and Christine Kravetz
If you're an ecowarrior of any level, if you're Latino of any kind--or if
you want to link your work with theirs--and you're in the Denver area Oct.
15-17, you can attend most of these events for free. If you register online. I
don't know where this group is headed, but most everyone knows where the
climate will wind up. If we don't act as a single, rational species.
The following contest includes "blind submissions," which means
the judges should have no idea about the authors submitting--their race,
gender, literary history, etc. The idea is that the story stands on its own
merits. This is good.
Movie reviewer David
Christopher Bell cracks me up, figuratively. I haven't seen all these movies--not at today's
ticket prices--so I don't know I agree with all of his analysis. But his advice
about storytelling made me rethink one that I'm working on. Read them and
you'll see why. WARNING: contains foul language, disgusting metaphors and
irreverent comparisons your mom wouldn't want to hear coming out of your mouth.
