Cultural schizophrenia is a topic
that relates to me on various different levels. Growing up in Orange, the city
was a physical representation of the divide between my Mexican-origin
background and my “American” background. My taste in music was a huge way in
which I would express these identities, specifically in regards to language. I
enjoyed Spanish music because my parent’s brought me up while playing music
that they enjoyed when they were young and by virtue of growing up in the
States, English songs, primarily that from the African diaspora people such as
rap, jazz, R&B etc. were constantly on my playlist. I would identify with the passions and
struggles narrated by the music originating from these pools of artists and therefore
became a part of my identity. Of course growing up, I did not have the language
to express my emotions, but now that I’m reflecting I can name it. Another
thing that I can point to would be the influence of language. I would rarely
use Spanish outside of my household i.e. my parents and would therefore not
practice it often. My passion for Spanish music helped ground my proficiency in
Spanish and to this day is the main “class” I take to correct my ability. I
would say I have “come to terms” with my Mexican and American identity through
the beautiful artistry of musical artists. Of course it still continues to this
day, I have a much more solidified grounding of my identity.
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