Photo Diary: ¡No Habla Español! at Pandemic — an all around good time.

Celso’s wall of chicha, with C-Monstruo shout-out. :-)

Internacional Privados: An original chicha poster from northern Peru.

A view of the mini chicha disco. Sensory overload in a mere 16 square feet.

Opening night for Celso’s ¡No Habla Español! at Pandemic was all kinds of fun. Thanks so much to everyone who came out. We danced, we drank, we danced some more — in a teeny weeny discoteca — into the night. The show is up through April 2nd, so you have plenty of time to shake some ass in the mini-disco. Plus, there’s always the closing party (April 2nd at 7pm). See you there!

An addendum: Public Radio International’s show Afropop has an excellent show on the history of cumbias. They have a whole section devoted to Peruvian chicha cumbias, describing their origins and their use of those super duper psychedelic surf guitars. If you want to get a sense of what these Peruvian chicha posters are all about, give this program a listen. Also, here’s a photo essay devoted to Elliot Túpac Urcuhuaranga, of the family behind Publicidad Viusa — makers of chicha posters.

A series of collaged posters — incorporating both Peruvian posters plucked from the streets, as well as the posters Celso had printed at Lima’s Publicidad Viusa.

The mini-discoteca — decorated with local party posters.

Detail of the mini-disco. Love the gun halo: El Bakeo en Mi!

One of the fish-eye mirrors inside the mini-disco.

Grooving inside the mini-disco.

Like a party in a box.

We managed to jam eight people in here at one point. It was ass-to-ass wriggling.

Me, me, me, whooping it up inside the mini chicha disco.

I loved standing outside of it to watch people emerge looking totally dazed.

More collages.

Our buddy Franck de Las Mercedes made this great little video of the mini-discoteca. Check it!

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