singing one of my favorite songs with my favorite federico sánchez
#jazz #cdmx
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singing one of my favorite songs with my favorite federico sánchez
#jazz #cdmx
youtu.be/QHq5yAZX8us?...
call me bonito & i’ll do what you want
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what i mean is that wealth should be seized from the boring pedophiles and petty losers who have all of it and redistributed in the form of a universal income, not a basic one but a fab one, a universal fabulous income so that you and i and we can do it
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i can’t believe heated rivalry made me cry
#heatedrivalry #masculinity #cdmx #blog
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esperando ando
what i didn’t do on friday the 13th, what didn’t you do?
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tryin to get there
i’ve been writing about my life as a queer musician in mexico city on the internet, most recently about eating yucatecan food and watching “the boyfriend,” a truly horrifying show about how capitalism poisons our most intimate desires
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the man sitting next to me at the centurion lounge is chewing with his mouth open. it’s a privilege to use lounges. i can pee whenever i want and leave all my stuff at a table. this is worth $1000 a year i believe. but the people who populate these lounges are disgusting. the rich are foul. so am i
thursday (solo set). the (western, dumb) idea that art should be a means of exorcising demons is so annoying and i want it to go away. if you need to exorcise your demons go to therapy if you want to communicate improvise
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wednesday at the vet and easy roast chicken: open.substack.com/pub/jacobwic...
hmm a bunch of old rich white guys telling a black kid he’s shining too bright hmmmm #nfldraft
today i held hands with a complete stranger on the train while a busker played “happy together.” being alive is amazing
estoy en polanco o estoy en florida
“hay una oferta para los red bull, joven. para los locos, joven”
my second favorite foto on bumble so far is a guy wearing a grindr shirt
1000 mosquitos have entered the chat
out today: a veces me veo en el espejo y pienso en ti
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my favorite foto on bumble so far is a guy drinking coffee at an ihop with the caption “no creo en dios”
or, like: i have a cd coming out friday on a division of a label i dreamed of putting something out on when i was a teenager, i have a commission from an artist i like, i got good news on a new recording today and i’m only thinking of how annoying my neighbors are
or something about a very specific queer self-loathing where the moment circumstances shift the house of cards that is our external display of confidence collapses
or how arriety imploded based on her placement in the order of presenters. maybe it speaks a lot to how structure supersedes/overpowers individual effort
i’ve been thinking a lot about lexi love getting exactly what she wanted and then losing her mind over how terrible that is
por ejemplo esta noche cuando me preguntaron “y por qué dices que eres muy capricornio” les debería dicho “porque me costó mucho trabajo no checar a qué hora cierra este bar mientras estábamos en camino”
downloaded bumble but can’t be fucked to pay attention to it, tell me this means i am Adult
the other night this absolutely beautiful person walked in on me while i was peeing and i said if you do that again i’ll charge you for my onlyfans and he smiled such a beaming beautiful smile and walked away
ok i think i’ll open a substack and call it onlyfans
last night i had drinks with a nazi and i wish him death. maybe the first person i’ve ever met and talked to for whom i feel zero compassion or empathy. i hope someone is torturing him rn
un cortometraje donde yo camino por la roma diciendo nada más que “oh my god this is soooo gooooooood”
un cortometraje donde camino por la condesa diciendo nada más que “oh my god! last niiiiiight…”