Category: anthems for a broken world

1773…Chicago

My friends in Chicago have an awesome hip hop group called “1773″. They’ve been hitting the scene for quite sometime, as well as making some noise over seas. They’ve been popping out Mix tapes like crazy lately…One track in particular off their Vol 1 Mixed signals is special to me because the fellas sampled bits of my song “Chicago” on it. The track “Chicago” can be found on my bands latest record “anthems for a broken world“. It was exciting for me to hear and see how they’ve creatively cut and pieced this song together with their so creative genius touch. Listen to the track and let me know what you think. Also, make sure you visit 1773 and download some of their great music. Keep your radar on this guys…Great things in the making. Listen to “Chicagoan” below. Enjoy.

Chicagoan (feat. Visual, Elevation, Free Will, Love Jones) 1

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American dream of a Latino…Part 3.

The road has led me here to  Nashville TN, where I am taking on  a crazy and wild journey with my amazing wife Reina and my boys Diego Alexander and Zion Max Santoyo. What am I doing? Pursuing the things I am so passionate about. The things I was afraid to chase when I was just a kid in Pilsen. This journey has not been easy in any way, shape or form. I have faced some of the toughest moments and challenges ever, but it’s brought on some of the greatest memories that I will carry on in our family. I’ve been inspired, frustrated, rejected and encouraged. I know what it is like to win and to lose. I know what its like to have your heart broken to pieces, but I know what it’s like to have it rebuilt. I am 31yrs and the party is just getting started…
Being here in Nashville has been great. Seems this city is full of aspiring artists. One thing I have learned quickly  is you either get better and be the best at what you do, or just quit. Sometimes it feels like we’re the only Latinos, which is not the case. But coming from Chicago and Miami where the presence of a Latino communities are very strong, it is not the direct case here in Nashville TN. In the end  it is all about pursuing the dreams in our hearts no matter what. Maybe this is what my father felt when he first came to the United States. We love this town and plan on making this city our home.

I am proud to say that I am a Latino, born and raised in Chicago. I realize that times have changed and the Latino voice is being heard and listened to more closely then ever. Though we are becoming a majority in this amazing country, I realize many  still refer to us as minorities. I realize I may still have to work harder then anyone else to prove myself. I realize that I come from parents that were not natives in this land, but are from Mexico. I know almost all the stereotypes attached to being a Latino.  I still eat rice and beans and tortillas. No matter how  long I’ve spoken the English language, I still have a noticeable accent. My birth name is Jesus Santoyo, my nickname “fuser.” The part that out weighs any difference is that I, like every other human being on this earth,  am a child of God. Designed and wired for a specific purpose while here on earth.

I am working on becoming the best husband, father, son and friend. I am working on becoming the best Latino song writer and performing artist I can be. I am working on becoming the best well crafted Latino actor and screenwriter I can be. I am working on becoming the first Latino author in my family. I am working on making a difference in this world through all my creative endeavors. I am working on giving all the glory, honor and praise to God, the one who made me as I am. I am a proud Latino with a dream, a dream my father probably could not see for himself , yet still  had enough faith and a  courage to pursue  for me…

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Me, Reina and Alex are featured on the main page of the BNA talent group representing Latinos in TV and Film here in Nashvillle!

 

American dream of a Latino…PART 1.

My parents came to the United States many years ago in hopes of making a better future for our family. My dad will often share stories about his journey and that of my grandfather. It was all about having a dream and pursuing it. The dream of a better job. My Dad wasn’t too fluent in the English language, but managed to do well for himself and obtain some pretty good jobs. He has quite the story…

We grew up in the traditional Mexican home. Had the traditional meals and customs. We spoke only Spanish at home. My parents wanted us to learn our native language, because we would eventually learn English in School.  Because I was a latino I always felt that we had to work harder to get good jobs. We had to work harder to be recognized. We had to go above and beyond to succeed in the United States. This was just the way it was. We were different.  I grew up with the mentality that it was all about having a good paying job, owning a house, a car, having a wife and many kids in order to be viewed as a successful Latino in America. Had I shared the dreams I am pursuing now, I am not sure of the response my parents would have given me.

I grew up in a part of town where having big dreams just wasn’t possible. We had to dig for inspiration. It wasn’t something we were surrounded by or could find in the streets or even in our homes at times. If I landed a job at a factory then I was a man, because I could now hold my own. I started working when I was about 13yrs old. I had a job of passing out flyers for a Chinese restaurant in town. We would walk from block to block passing them out. After about 5 hrs we’d make about $25.00.  My sophomore year in high school I landed a job working as a bank teller. It was quite the experience.  I would be in school till about 3pm then work at the bank till about 730. I got made fun of alot by my friends because I wore ties to school. I wore them not because I was trying to be stylish but because I was ready for work. Everything was about having a job. It carried some kind of credential of respect, especially at that age. I loved music and I loved film and acting, but I couldn’t tell my family it was my dream…I was a Latino from Pilsen and the odds were already against me.

to be continued...

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