How to describe the madness of the weekend and still do it justice? I'll try my best!

Spaceland, Restless Nites and Cloak & Dagger threw together a monster of a music festival featuring some of the best acts that play dark music. Attendees had their mind repeatedly blown by the variety and quality of the music acts. Cloak & Dagger members were given their own wristbands to access VIP areas and gain access to the Biergarten, which I thought was really cool of them to do. They take after their own.

♡ Tr/st
♡ Jesus and Mary Chain
♡ Ho99o9
♡ Drab Majesty
♡ LovexTerror
♡ Tropic of Cancer

It took a while to understand quite how the different rooms and wristbands worked, but the acts I got to see were all excellent. The night actually got kicked off with the LXT show, for which we had a great location. I was blown away by Adam Bravin's performance as a lead singer. The squad rocked out to several acts until the time came to see Tr/st.

Let's talk about Tr/st. When Alfons Robert came on stage, I nearly lost it. We happened to be right in the center, a few rows from the stage. The squad was all there, and we got caught dancing all up on one another. The energy went up about three levels during this show, and it was definitely very enjoyable. This was the band I had come to see, and unfortunately they got cut off before they could play a lot of my favorite songs. But still, this was my first time seeing them and it was a treat. Definitely hope to see them perform again soon.

Since this performance, I've had the blues. They definitely left me wanting to see more!

♡ She Wants Revenge
♡ Poptone
♡ Ramsey
♡ Zombi
♡ Nostalghia
♡ The Soft Moon
♡ Ohgr

The second day had stellar acts as well. I wove in and out of sets to be able to catch the ones that were going on at the same time and managed to see most every band I wanted to see perform. Come the end of the night they did "ritual" minus the ritual and spoke about the Cloak and Dagger community. We wound down the night with Tear You Apart. It was amazing to see She Wants Revenge live after delighting in having DJ Adam 12 spin tracks for us every Tuesday.

It was very rewarding to bump into Cloak family throughout the event, there is a special current tying all of us together.

Impressions by Annie Lesser
If you see a telephones ringing, pick them up. One of them will send you on a scavenger hunt. It all starts with the blonde that has a green scarf, she is dancing among the crowd. Go up to her and tell her the password, then she will send you on your way to the woman with the drawers. The drawers take you through a journey to your past. You inspect tangles, the broken self, and scent. I had fun discovering my own magic with her.

Once I was done with her, she told me to go visit the statue woman at the Tower. The statue woman took me down to the basement and into a dark room with almost no space. There, I had something whispered in my ear. I received a hug right before she disappeared. I stumbled out of that room with confusion.

Later on, somebody took us to the topmost room at the Globe theater. Tyliner, his friend, Andrew and I all ended up telling each other our truths — well, more like our secrets. The last experiene I had was Rain. I went down to the basement where I was told to go in through the door. There, Terence and I looked at a projection of rain. The experience was an immersive one for sure. I walked back out of there pensive.


Really enjoyed the event, looking forward to see what they will come up with next year. It's bound to be an event to plan the year around! Thank you so much, Cloak & Dagger crew!


We need to interrupt the regular schedule to talk about a mind-altering experience I just had last night. I know we haven’t even talked about Marrakech yet, but you guys need to hear this now.

Last night Depeche Mode played the Global Spirit Tour at the Hollywood Bowl. The event started at 7:30P.M., but we arrived at 8:30P.M. And missed out on Warpaint's set, Just getting there was a mission, the street was jam packed with traffic and the place is so big that it looked like a giant ant farm. It was overflowing with hustle, bustle and street food. Being an empath and being pelted with his much coming at you from all sides gives you a sense of euphoria as the excitement mounts. Energy sensitive people were likely extremely overwhelmed and hyper. I certainly was!

I was delighted with our seats, and the company was excellent. We felt the entire set deeply within our hearts and souls. There was a cathartic release of tears and old emotions thrown back out into the world, and with the space that it created I felt myself filling up with love. An overwhelming amount of joy, gratitude and love flooded me. I haven’t felt this alive in years!

It was incredibly easy to get lost in the music. I wish I could recreate the atmosphere and mindset for you in words, but it's very difficult. You feel the excitement in waves, and the more that people cheer the more you feel your body will spontaneously combust. The weather was divine, it wasn't humid or hot like it has been the past few days. Everybody was having fun in an extremely safe environment. There were many cop cars there at the ready in case an attack broke out. I felt completely liberated and able to express myself. There's no price on that.

The setlist was incredible! I think I even enjoyed it more than the ’13 Delta Machine Tour and Soulsavers.

♡ Revolution (Beatles song)
♡ Cover Me
♡ Going Backwards
♡ It’s No Good (Tour Debut)
♡ Barrel of a Gun
♡ A Pain That I’m Used To (Jacques Lu Cont Rmx)
♡ Corrupt
♡ In Your Room (🔥🔥🔥 Can you say sizzling?)
♡ World In My Eyes
♡ Cover Me
♡ Insight
♡ Home
♡ Poison Heart
♡ Where’s the Revolution
♡ Wrong
♡ Everything Counts
♡ Stripped
♡ Enjoy the Silence
♡ Never Let Me Down Again

♡ Shake the Disease
♡ Walking in My Shoes
♡ Black Celebration
♡ I Feel You
♡ Personal Jesus

Insane, right??

After the show, we scrambled. I didn’t get to see my Cloak squad even though they were present. The insanity of the crowds was overwhelming, and luckily we didn't get stuck. Instead, we walked to Boardner’s for Blue Mondays. The night took a turn for the wild, we partied so hard. I ran into Marco, which I met recently at the last Ruin. Christopher was also there, so we had a great dance troupe. All smiles!

After the club, Silvia and I went to grab a bite to eat. We opened up to each other about our secrets and laughed plenty. With open hearts it is easier to see into the soul of the people you are facing. We were glowing, winding down a successful outing with intense love overflowing. Despite all of the insanity of the past few years, life is good. We had the best time!

Now I’ve got memories to last me through the day. Tonight is Diplo's guest dj set at Cloak and Dagger. The Cloak squad gives me so much life! Ever since I met them earlier this year, these people have changed my life. We are going to dance the night away in our church like sanctuary. There will be sonic romance. There will be a sickening amount of photo booth pictures taken and the dancing will burn us clean again. Yes!

I love Los Angeles. I love the intensity of the life I am living. I love that you are all supporting me after such a hard time and filling my heart with some much-needed love. I’ve been starving for too long. Thank you!

My birthday is this Sunday. I promise I will write about the Marrakech trip soon!


I’m sure you’ve heard by now, but my motherland has just been violated by two back to back superstorms, Irma and María. We just narrowly avoided getting combed through by José.

Being an expatriate watching it all happen from the outside is painful. When Irma hit, Mom was back there and I was rendered useless for the entire day. I would obsessively refresh through the hurricane trackers and google news. Work wasn’t happening, and neither was my peace of mind. I wasn’t at peace the whole time we were incommunicado. The stress of wanting to be there to accompany my family through the monster storm was overwhelming and honestly rather crippling.

As if by a cruel twist of fate, she gathered her things and left with me on vacation. The trip to Marrakech was really long, but it gave us time to catch up on the details of what had just happened. As we were on our second day in Marrakech and scouting the new city, we ended up sitting at a Starbucks having anxiety attacks. Hurricane María was combing through Puerto Rico and we had no clue what would become of the house I grew up in. Since we were not expecting the storm before the vacation, the house was left with no protection. We felt a cold shower of fear drape all around us.

The next few days were one painful assault after the other. As it turns out, María completely devastated my island. We find ourselves in a state of emergency as a declared disaster zone, and we are now at the mercy of the rest of the world to send in supplies and donations to help us out. Our beautiful trees and palm trees have been stripped of their leaves or torn out of their resting places, light posts have also fallen and caused much damage. I fear for our local green parrots, highlight of my mornings and afternoons, 90 of which were rescued.

We are estimated to be left without power or water for 6-7 months. 

Life after a hurricane is no easy feat. I worry about everybody I've ever known, for their safety from desperate burglars forcing their needs to be prioritized at gunpoint. Hospitals have been robbed of their gasoline. Pitbull enlists his personal asset to fly cancer patients out of the country while the President stumbles over his ability to aid the American citizens in dire need. Food spoils and people face the risk of starvation. What a nightmare. My people are in need. Everyone faces mortal peril. My heart weeps for my motherland.

I ran across this poem recently, which accurately describes how those of us closely linked to the island feel. Please give this some time if you are able.


Aunque no lo parezca,
a cientos de millas de distancia,
grito en silencio
y trato de aguantar mis costillas
mientras siento que mi corazón colapsa
y mis lágrimas se desbordan.
El "shock" pasó.
La tragedia sigue real, y palpable.
La emergencia sigue real, y tangible.
Pero Pinocho Roselló, como buen títere,
alarga su nariz
con cada número que pronuncia.

¿Cómo he de no fustrarme,
de no indignarme,
de no sentir rabia
al ver a dos gobiernos muy interesados
en lavarse sus caras mutuamente,
pero no lo suficiente en atender
los verdaderos estragos de una tormenta?
¿Cómo he de ignorar el dolor
amplificado por 135
que mi ausencia en diáspora
cavó en mis entrañas
clamando por mi familia de sangre y volición?

Sé callar y enfocarme.
Ser fuerte y solidarix,
responsable y cuidadosx
cuando otrxs sucumben al pánico.
Pero cada publicidad política
duele como un bofetón en la cara.
Cada familia sin hogar y trabajo como
fisuras en los huesos.
Cada muerte y exilio como pedazos de piel
con necrosis o quirúrgicamente removidos.

La tormenta vive en mí
como un genio rabioso
que bate mis entrañas,
desborda mis cauces
y arrasa todo verdor que recuerdo.

Mi querida Río Piedras, ultrajada;
cotorras decimadas,
comunidades sin agua,
el Alma Mater como una Transilvania tropical
mis sauces arrancados de raíz;
aunque un creciente murmullo solidario
la está reviviendo,
mi corazón ha quedado como
los cristales de la facultad de Derecho.

Mi fundamental Isabela,
hecha refugio y oasis.

Santa María que nos trajo tanto mal
ya no se le puede cantar esa plena.
Sabemos que ha quedado de Puerto Rico
cuando llegó el temporal.
Es recuperarse de la paliza atmosférica
el verdadero reto.

Y no duden por un segundo de lo mucho
que creo en ustedes.
Sencillamente les escribo
ahora que la recuperación empezó a despegar
por que el dolor silente
se estaba convirtiendo en un Kraken
que ya no debo mantener bajo mis olas.

Semper fides, fidelis, solidarium,

Thank you to all those of you extending your warmth, expressing your concern and reaching out to help directly. I can't begin to express how much it means to me!


What a whirlwind! I disappeared for a few months to get my circumstances in order, and to heal from a very intense break up. The relationship itself was one that left a huge impacting hole in my life, and getting over the rut has been a bit of a struggle for me. There was so much collateral damage, and since then I've had some high highs and low lows. But it feels so good to have gotten out of it and to be experiencing something new.

In talking to others about their life experiences, I have found synchronicity. A lot of the people I am currently bonding with have just gotten out of a rough period in their lives. They feel more their own selves than they have in years, and I strongly resonate with this because this is exactly how I have been feeling. Coming out of a rough period and finding support is a grounding and very humbling experience. It's hard to have thorns when you are cradled by an abundance of love. And I certainly have received generous amounts of love lately!

Opening your eyes to the world and recognizing yourself to be a new person is a riveting change. It shakes up your core. If you are going through a change like this also I invite you to my comments section. Please tell me about your recent challenges, share your ups and downs with me. Believe it or not I am very interested in getting to know my readers more, and I want to be emphatic in that your stories will be heard, considered and prayed for.

Its interesting to watch this space evolve along with me. I like it! And I feel very grateful to all the support I have received, it has given me the momentum that I need to keep going. Once you get the spring back in your step and your smiles start to widen, you feel this nurturing certainty that everything will be okay. The color starts coming back into your life and you feel stronger by the hour, circumstances allowing.

This past month has been spent having the wildest of adventures. My spirit has been renewed, and I once more feel zest for life. I am home again and this chapter of my life feels so different from the previous ones. The adventures I am having are in a class all of their own. I could not be more excited!