Counterculture legend Cheech Marin came of age at an interesting time in America and became a self-made counterculture legend with his other half, Tommy Chong. Cheech Is Not My Real Name: …But Don’t Call Me Chong is an insightful memoir that delves into how Cheech dodged the draft, formed one of the ...

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Papel Chicano Dos: Works on Paper from the Collection of Cheech Marin presents 65 artworks by 24 established and emerging artists. Their work demonstrates a myriad of techniques from watercolor and aquatint to pastel and mixed media, dates from the late 1980s to present day, and offers iconic imagery with ...

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Last week, I shared a story about my dad and our family life in Los Angeles as part of The Moth‘s inaugural program in Arizona. The theme was “Between Worlds: The Moth in Mesa” and the evening of stories took place on Tuesday, October 27, 2015 in the Piper Repertory ...

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Just in time for the holidays …. my latest art book Chicanitas: Small Paintings from the Cheech Marin Collection {size doesn’t matter} is now available for purchase online through Amazon. It was a hard job, but I did it — after checking everything in my stash, I chose 70 little paintings by 27 Chicano ...

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The union of visual art to music — the heart of the Chicano lifestyle — is the concept behind “Blazing Chicano Guitars,” a new original art series featuring one-of-a-kind guitars embellished with artwork by artists in Cheech Marin’s renowned Chicano art collection. Eleven guitars and two ukuleles from the inaugural edition ...

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Whatever was happening in America was happening on the baseball field. Whether it was more and more Negroes or long hair and long sideburns and moustaches, baseball was there, reflecting the changes in America. I distinctly remember the day I went to see the Dodgers play the Oakland A’s and ...

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There is something strange happening to our national pastime. At first, I couldn’t put my finger on it. Everything seemed normal. I was sitting around on a Sunday afternoon, drinking a beer, watching my team, the L.A. Dodgers, playing their longtime rivals, the San Francisco Giants. I hadn’t really followed ...

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Ok, let’s pretend that the Latino population explosion is not going to happen (heh, heh, heh, at least try it) and go back to the “English Only” issue. Let’s have everything be in English. Wherever you go, all the signs will be in English, all commerce and legal proceedings will ...

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“Para Español, oprima el numero dos. For English, stay on the line.” By now, most of us in the United States have heard this message after dialing 411. For some, it is a welcome acknowledgement that they are part of the American fabric. At least phone companies realize that providing ...

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So there I was in Texas on November 15, 2001, staring into the belly of the beast. I had decided to launch the tour of the Chicano Visions exhibition in San Antonio because it always an important center for Chicano art. The trouble was that some members of the very ...

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