#Laura Robles

[amamaterial]

Ale Hop and Laura Robles for Agua Dulce, super découverte

And in conversation with Emily Bick .. I am a great fan of her show for the wire

[donospl]

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Enja Records, 2023 Basista Petros Klampanis na swojej najnowszej płycie sięga ku muzycznemu dziedzictwu rodzinnego kraju, łączac świat folkloru Grecji ze współczesnym jazzem.  W nagraniu towarzyszył mu doborowy zespół muzycznych przyjaciół. Album dostępny jest na Bandcampie Klampanis – który zagrał na kontrabasie oraz sprawował kierownictwo artystyczne całego projektu – zaprosił do udziału w…

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[maxgicalgirl]

So I’ve been trying to think about what the reveal of Carlos’ last name means for Charles in terms of a full name.

Since the name Charles is an English variation of the name Carlos, would his name just be Charles Oaks ? Or since he’s got pine tree symbolism from Pine Cliff, would he have a pine based last name ? Is Charles confirmed Latino ? Because if so then he could be Charles Pinos to mirror Carlos Robles. Or we could go with Charles Pines, but that might be too on the nose since he’s from a pine-based town.

Idk I’m having fun thinking about it

[wine-porn]

Killing me Softly

A huge cab. Massive and alcoholic in the nose, a chokingly-dense mash of berry, apricot and slight prune distilled down into jelly and syrup giving off toasty notes over heated briar, ink and newsprint. Paso certainly builds them big, and finding balance is key. Here, things go mostly in the wine’s favor, though not for the faint-at-heart. I love this winery for a lot of reasons. First of all,…

[shemakesnoisefestival]

Ale Hop & Laura Robles

El pensamiento y concepto decolonial han atravesado en numerosas ocasiones She Makes Noise. En esta sesión se incide en la música electrónica como acto político, activista y antirracista de la mano del dúo formado por Ale Hop & Laura Robles.

Las artistas peruanas residentes en Berlín, Alejandra Cárdenas, conocida como Ale Hop y Laura Robles, presentan su álbum debut colaborativo Agua Dulce donde deconstruyen radicalmente la música y las tradiciones de danza afroperuanas, prestando especial atención a su historia colonial.

El dúo se centra en el cajón, un instrumento de origen peruano hecho con cajas de frutas a raíz de que los colonizadores españoles prohibieran el tambor en el siglo XIX. Robles usa además un cajón eléctrico doméstico para marcar ritmos de bailes como el landó, lamento y zamacueca, mientras que Cárdenas rompe los sonidos con electrónica abstracta, fragmentando las pistas en ruidosas marcas "de pasado, presente y futuro". El disco se presentó en el festival Unsound de 2023.

Esta actuación en She Makes Noise supone su estreno en Madrid.

Dirigido a: + 16 años Horario: 19 de octubre 2024, a las 19h Ubicación: Auditorio de La Casa Encendida Duración: 1 hora Precio: 12€ General / 6€ Reducida Entradas: https://www.lacasaencendida.es/conciertos/ale-hop-laura-robles?eventId=4614

[tobeseenthrough]

personal faves for 2024 - my full media scrapbook for 2024 is here. these are the ones i enjoyed the most this year obviously but the ones mentioned in bold even more so. also putting this under a cut because it's long as hell.

films - take me back for christmas (2023), theater camp (2023), the heiress (1949), charade (1963), romantic prelude (2009), our secret diary (2023), ang larawan (2017), isa pa with feelings (2019), anatomy of a fall (2023), dune 2 (2024), challengers (2024), la chimera (2023), furiosa: a mad max saga (2024), hit man (2024), thelma (2024), problemista (2024), lovesong (2016), set it off (1996), the taste of tea (2004), revenge (2017), nine to five (1980), elvira: mistress of the night (1990), baby assassins (2021), sing sing (2024), oddity (2024), swing girls (2004), haru (1996), my cousin vinny (1987), christmas around the corner (2018), ghostlight (2024), look back 2024)

tv/dramas/anime - what we ate yesterday (s1) (2019), ghosts (s2) (2022), old fashioned cupcake (2022), stranger (s1) (2017), apothecary diaries (cour 2) (2024), girls5eva (s3) (2024), frieren (cour 2) (2024), rap sh!t (s1) (2022), ghosts s3 (2024), interview with the vampire (s2) (2024), my lady jane (s1) (2024), rap sh!t (s2) (2023), fantasmas (2024), smothered (2023), loot (s2) (2024), the sopranos (s1) (1999), how to die alone (s1) (2024), a man on the inside (s1) (2024), dandadan (s1) (2024), acapulco (s3) (2024)

not included but probably would have been had i finished the last 2-3 episodes on time : shogun (s1), the penguin

would have been included but their seasons hasn't finished airing yet: abbott (s4), matlock (s1), ghosts (s4), high potential (s1) and st denis medical (s1

albums (all 2024 releases) - brat (charlie xcx), bright future (adrienne lenker), lighthouse (francis of delirium), algorithm (lucky daye), where the butterflies go in the rain (raveena), big ideas (remi wolf), ten total (1010 benja), in search of the antidote (fletcher), letter to self (sprints), revenge (muni long), dark times (vince staples), i lay down my life for you (jpegmafia), buzz (niki), wilson (ashe), zinc. (gallant), gnx (kendrick lamar), bug (kacy hill), pages (shaznay lewis), weird faith (madi diaz), early twenties (cat burns), mantras (katie pruitt), diva of the people (gavin turek), alligator bites never heal (doechii), the sweater club (jelani aryeh), things look different now (gimmy), fk it (alemada), smitten (pale waves), patters in repeat (laura marling), amy (yana), old hobbies (frances whitney), i should call them (dua saleh), ache in my tooth (flowerovlove), see you at the maypole (half waif), cruzafied (cruza), chaotic erotica (bentley robles), glimmer of god (jean dawson), this is how i remember it. (beckah amani), the drive home (samara cyn), state champs (state champs), below a massive dark land (naima bock), sofia valdés (sofia valdés), mra (emel), long way home (jamie miller), dunya (mustafa).

books - lol. it's been a rough couple years with me and books tbh. prayer circle 2025 will be different!!!!

[countessofravenclaw]

Oye, es Navidad, y es Navidad, y es Navidad otra vez

[🇫🇮] Kaikki vaan joukkohon leikkiä lyömään ja puuroa syömään kun joulu on! Kas, nythän on joulu, ja nythän on joulu, ja nythän on joulu taas - Nisse Polkka; Henning Koie & Jorma Ikävalko

[🇬🇧] Let's all get together to play, hit and eat porridge when it's Christmas Hey, it's Christmas, and it's Christmas, and it's Christmas again

Listen the song here... (You should, it is very good)

“And now, before we release you all, we invite the 8th graders to receive their leaving certificates.” 

Nina squeezed Gastón’s hand as they sat in the audience at the La Hoja de Roble comprehensive education institution. 

“Olinda Bezenty, Aurelius Flavius, Cassius Longinus, Gaius Octavius,” Headmaster started reading off the list. “Laura Perida, Quintus Pictor, Lucius Seneca, Publius Severus, Marcus Tullius, Sarita Urea…”

The eight graders lined up on the stage. Laura was easy to spot, in her glittering red dress. Hoja had actually quite a strict dress code, and the only time the students were allowed to be out of their uniforms was on their last day. 

Laura flashed a very charming smile as she accepted her certificate. 

“And after all that, we wish our students a very happy summer and Christmas and wish farewell to the eighth graders. We will miss you and good luck as you start your journey into upper secondary!” 

“Well, the ceremony hasn’t changed one bit from last year.” Gastón remarked as they were waiting in the lobby, since Laura still had to pick up her things from her homeroom and—even if she wouldn’t admit it—she wanted to say bye to her teacher. 

“Or from when Oscar finished here.” Nina noted, as she wrapped her arm around his, “Well, this was the last time…”

“Kind of makes you sad, if you think about it.” He nodded, pulling her closer, “Laura’s starting highschool, that’s scary.”

“Tell me about it.” Nina shook her head, “Where did the time go?”

“I guess we are getting old.” Gastón laughed, his voice getting sultrier, moving his hand to his wife’s waist, pulling her closer. “Just can’t let it stop us. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“You’re daring.” She laughed leaning closer…

“Uhm, can you not like…do this here?” They turned around and saw Laura standing next to them, arms crossed. 

“You being the one complaining is new.” Gastón responded. 

“I don’t care what you do, I’m not Aurora.” Laura shook her head, “I just wanna get out of here.”

“What’s the rush?” Nina asked. 

“You think I want to stay here any longer than necessary?” Laura continued. 

“Fair enough.” Gastón laughed, “Come on, show us the degree at least first.”

“It’s not a degree.” Laura shook her head—obviously at this point in time no school used paper report cards, everything was digital, but La Hoja de Roble carried a tradition of handing out out acrylic boards, that read the student’s names, grade point average, and the date when they had completed their comprehensive education—before handing her school-leaving certificate to her parents. “The GPA is 9,6; by the way, on the dot.”

“That’s amazing.” Nina hugged her. “Congratulations sweetie.”

“You are amazing.” Gastón hugged her as well. 

“Are you gonna put that thing on the shelf too?” Laura gestured to the board Gastón was holding now. 

“Why wouldn’t we? It’s gonna fit right in with Oscar’s and Aurora’s.”

“Okay, but can we go now?” Laura rolled her eyes, “I need to see if Ivory got out already.” 

“Ambar texted us, saying that the ceremony at Ruste´ks is taking a little longer. There are more students there.”

“Simon and Ambar should have let Ivory go here.” Laura grumbled, “I can’t believe that we have not been allowed to be in the same school.”

“Sweetie, you know that they wanted her to go to the school closest to their house.” Gastón explained as they got into the car. “You’ll get to go to the school together now, as you go to Blake… Which reminds me that we need to book the fitting for your uniform.”

“I don’t wanna wear plaid.” Laura grumbled. 

“Necessary evil,” Nina shook her head, “It’s kind of required. We survived, so can you.”

“Can we not talk about school any longer?” Laura whined, “I’m done now… I still need to do all my Christmas shopping. I haven’t even started yet and…”

“You have time. Don’t worry.” Gastón laughed, “Let's talk about that during dinner when Oscar and Aurora are back home as well. You all need to do those angel tree donations as well.”

The Angel Tree Donations was something Gastón had been doing with his parents since forever, buying gifts for families that couldn’t afford them themselves. It was something that had always been really important to Isla and Marco and Gastón had wanted to instill the same mindset to his own children.

***

“Now, take your tablets out.” Marvin Engelsó, the literature teacher and the teacher in charge of the freshman class at Blake said while writing on the digital board at the front of the classroom. “We are gonna do a fun Christmas activity, just something special for the last day.”

“Seriously?” Aurora rolled her eyes at Stella who was sitting beside her, “So we are allowed to acknowledge the holidays now?”

“I guess Mr. Engelsó woke up and wanted to be the fun teacher today.” Stella laughed. “Let’s see what he thinks is fun?”

“I want you to write a list of what you wish for Christmas…”

“Or this is actually going to be fun—” Stella’s eyes widened. 

“…and then detail under it why and how that wish would make your life better. What will bring into the…”

“Are we in philosophy class?” Aurora sighed, “Of course there is a catch. Who thinks about their Christmas gifts deeply.”

“Get to work.” Mr. Engelsó piped up. “You aren’t free yet, so this is still time for education.”

“Of course.” Aurora chuckled as she opened her tablet and picked up her pen. She sighed…as she was so notoriously bad at asking anything. Mom and Dad were somehow super good at reading her mind on that font, and so were grandma and grandpa too, and her godparents…

She always got what she wanted. Books, notebooks—yes, because she still wrote in those, hair care, cosmetics, golden jewelry, puzzles… Everything she liked. 

Mom and Dad were also pretty into giving experiences as gifts…

Aurora glanced at Stella, who was already totally engulfed in her own work, writing things down in a hurry. Obviously, Stella had a thousand ideas, as always.

Aurora carefully inched closer to what Stella was writing.

New roller skates… Of course, Stella was like her mother. Romance books, again, not surprising—

At the bottom…the last line caught Aurora’s attention. It wasn’t just a simple bullet point, but… Embellished with hearts? Stella didn’t do hearts. Stars were her go to motif. 

Aurora leaned closer to read what was written next to the hearts—

💗💗 I wish that the one who holds my heart would notice me 💗💗

“What?” Aurora stared at Stella.

“What are you snooping?” Stella whipped her head around with an alarming speed and hurried to cover the tablet. 

“Something you clearly haven’t told me,” Aurora stared at her best friend. “Since when have you had a crush on someone?”

“Since…” Stella’s eyes started growing desperate. “I don’t know when…you can’t determine timing for these things.”

“Why haven’t you told me?”

“Because…” Stella shook her head again. “I don’t know. Give me some grace here, please… And please don’t tell anyone—especially Mom and Dad.”

“Uh…” Aurora couldn't get a word out of her mouth. 

“Dad would start fuming and Mom would jump onto the walls and start planning the wedding.” Stella continued. 

“But who is it?” Aurora insisted, while looking around at class. “Don’t tell me it is anyone here.”

“No, no, not in our class,” Stella looked Aurora into the eyes. “…I can’t tell you.” 

***

“Hey. Did you see that the last grades have finally been uploaded to the portal?” Oscar glanced at his best friend Ethan as they were walking toward their lockers. 

“No. They usually take forever with them.” He took his phone out and opened the school portal that all of their course evaluations were always updated. 

“It’s not like you will have something surprising there.” Ethan snorted. “Mr. Straight acer.”

“I got few B:s this semester.” Oscar shrugged. 

“Let me guess, philosophy and social studies.” Ethan laughed again. “Well, I don’t think those will hinder your medical school applications. I got a B in chemistry, and C in philosophy.”

“You just need to really understand that substitution and addition are not the same thing.” 

“Well, I passed. That’s the victory here.” Etha shrugged. “B is not bad.” 

“It is not.” Oscar nodded as he pressed the touchscreen on the locker, and it popped open. “I don’t really get why we need to have actual classes on the last day. There is no use for this info.”

“We all know Blake would rather crumble down in ruins than let a good moment for education go to waste and let us have fun. We just need to hang in here for another two hours.” 

“Yep, then we can forget this whole thing until March.” Oscar nodded—

“I’ve been here for one and half months…” Suddenly the sound of lively Andino Spanish came from behind Oscar. The voice moved until it stopped next to him. “…they finally got me a locker.” 

Oscar turned around to look as Eliza had stopped next to the locker next to him—no one had been using that one since he had started at Blake three years ago—and was tapping the control screen. 

“Oh, hey boys.” She flashed a bright smile toward Oscar and Ethan—Let's be real, it was mostly toward Oscar—as she opened the door. “Helps me a lot to get this on the last day, but I guess I can leave some stuff here for over the summer.”

“Yeah, it’s really great to have a locker.” Ethan leaned over his locker on the opposite wall, “Ain't it great that she’s right next to you, right Oscar?”

Oscar shot a murderous look toward Ethan. 

“It is great. I’m so happy it did work out this way.” Eliza smiled at Oscar again. “I mean, it makes everything easier too, for next year.”

“Oh yeah… Next year…” Oscar tried to snap back into the moment, from the thoughts of the fact that he would need—or get—brush shoulders with Eliza every single time they went to the lockers. The hallway always got so crammed too, so there usually wasn’t much room for personal space— 

“Or are you planning on jilting me for a lab partner?” Eliza’s laugh snapped him back again. Get a grip Perida, please. “Because… Don’t you dare!”

“No no, of course not.” He shook his head. “Why would I? You’re the best partner I’ve had.”

“Good.” Eliza glanced at him again, before starting to go through her bag. How did she manage to make it look so radiant? “I actually have some books here that I could leave—Ugh.” She made an attempt to reach up for the upper shelf in the locker but was failing miserably. “Why am I so short?”

“If only we knew somebody who’s really tall.” Ethan remarked again. “Right Oscar?”

“Here let me help you.” Oscar grabbed the book and put it on the shelf. “You can’t get those down either now, though.”

“It’s fine.” Eliza shook his head, “I’m just leaving them here for the summer. You can help me again, in the fall.”

“Yeah, I can do that.” Oscar nodded and pushed his own locker shut, slamming the door maybe a little too hard. 

“We should probably head toward Mrs. Poncaer’s class.” Eliza also shut hers.

“She always comes up with the most useless things to do on the last day.” Ethan remarked. “Oral exercises or something.”

“I actually need those.” Eliza shook her head as they walked down the hallways. “Mrs. Poncaer doesn’t like me due to the accent.”

“Try having a Cordoban accent.” Oscar laughed, “Dad told me horror stories about how he was treated in English classes. Now he has a flawless British accent and a degree in that language. It's doable.”

“Good to know.” Eliza laughed back, “I guess I have hope then. And since you are good, you can help me…right?”

“Yeah, of course.” Oscar nodded while he swallowed involuntarily. He quickly turned toward Ethan. “When are you leaving, by the way.”

“Day after tomorrow.” Ethan answered.

“You’re leaving?” Eliza asked. 

“Oh yeah,” Ethan nodded, “We always spent most of the Holiday season there at home, in Virginia. To see family and such… It’s not summer, it's really cold, but it’s nice to experience the proper weather…” His face curled into a small smile, “But since I’m leaving Oscar alone for most of the summer, I can trust on you right to make sure he won’t get too bored.” He patted Oscar on the shoulder, while glancing between him and Eliza

They reached a small hall area with a couch and an armchair, which Ethan quickly claimed. 

“What do you usually do for Christmas?” Eliza sat next to Oscar on the couch.

“We?” He asked, “Well, the usual. We always get a proper real tree, from this farm just outside of Buenos Aires, and decorate it together.”

“Do not ask about those ornaments.” Ethan noted, “In that house, everything has a story, even Christmas decorations.”

“Super funny.” Oscar rolled his eyes. “But yeah, I mean, Mom is an author. Mom and Dad have gotten ornaments made out of photos they have taken and stuff. They also get a lot from charity foundations too. Like we have a lot of ornaments from the Rosa Ribbon foundation, because my great-grandparents died of cancer when my grandpa was in his early 20s. Then we always make those angel tree donations. Dad insists that we all do at least three every year.”

“That’s super amazing, that you do that.” Eliza tilted her head, “Helping others.”

“Yeah,” Oscar nodded, “It was something my grandparents started, as soon as they could, because they believe that if you can help, you should, to the people who cannot help themselves. They once were in that position themselves, so it’s kind of integrated into them on a really deep level.”

“Your grandparents were poor?”

“Yeah, they were.” Oscar nodded, “When they were kids, at Cordoba. They got scholarships to attend uni, where they met. They moved here when Dad was four and with a lot of work, they became who they are today. I guess they’ve never wanted to forget where they come from, I mean. Where we come from. Dad wants to continue the same thing I guess.”

“That is a really beautiful sentiment.” Eliza nodded. “Gives hope to the rest of us.”

“What do you do?”

“I guess I'm still figuring it out,” She lowered her head, “Now that we are here—and Mom and Dad are gone…”

Eliza Topacio had lived at Salta, her parents had owned a sugarcane plantation there…well until they had died, nine months ago. The 17-year-old girl had come to live with her aunt and uncle in Buenos Aires after they had sold the plantation, that’s why she had transferred into Blake one and a half months ago. 

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking…” Oscar started. 

“It’s okay.” Eliza placed her hand on his arm, which made him stiffen slightly. “I'd like to remember them somehow… We always used to go to church, but Auntie Ida and Uncle Rico aren’t really church goers…”

“We always attend the Basilica of Our Lady of the Pillar.” Oscar mentions, trying to sound casual. 

“You go to church?”

“Yeah, it’s kind of a tradition.” Oscar ran his hand through his hair. He truly wished Ethan would wipe that smirk off his face, while looking at him and Eliza. “We do like mornings with my godparents’ family, they’re like Mom and Dad’s best friends since high school, and then we go to my grandparents for the evening—”

His phone rang suddenly with an incoming message. “Sorry about that. It was just my parents, from our family group chat. Sent a picture of my sister at her leaving ceremony. She’s gonna come here next year, so I can’t ever get rid of them.”

“I thought your younger sister was already here.” Eliza asked. 

“Aurora is, but Laura is my younger younger sister.” Oscar turned his phone around to show her the picture. 

“Oh, right, you had two.”

“Yep.” Oscar nodded, “Laura has been the one flooding my phone with pictures of accessories she wants to get for Kelvin. She’s a dog, not a doll you can dress up.”

“You don’t like that?” Eliza grinned. 

“Collar is enough “clothes” dog will ever need.” Oscar shook his head. “But in Laura’s opinion, she needs to look fancy for the party. She doesn’t need some glitter and sequin cardigan, she’s gonna overheat, and she’s already cute enough. We don’t need glitter. Don’t even get me started on the time when she wanted to dress Kelvin as all Taylor Swift Eras.”

“She is cute.” Eliza looked at a picture of Kelvin Oscar was showing her on his phone. “I love dogs… I always wanted them on the farm, but Mom and Dad said it would be too much. Can I meet her someday?”

“Yeah, sure.” Oscar nodded.

***

“Okay, go ahead,” Gastón said as the family walked into the Galerias Pacifico. “Have fun. Get all the presents you need. And remember, that I can see everything you buy on those credit cards, so don’t think you can slip something in there that you shouldn't. Meet us for dinner at six.”

“Bye!” 

“You say that to them every year, and they have never once misused those credit cards.” Nina laughed after the kids had departed, while wrapping her arm around Gastón’s. 

“It means it is working.” He shrugged, “I never misused that credit card Mom and Dad insisted I have for emergencies.”

“The one you tried to return about a hundred times before they actually accepted it?” Nina laughed. 

“I couldn’t really be over 35 and still have a credit card from my parents," he laughed back. 

“Okay, so which ones are we choosing here?” Nina said while looking up the tree. The Angel Trees still worked the same way as forever ago. Wishes of children were hung on the tree. 

“The oldest ones,” Gastón said. “They always get overlooked.”

“So 14 and up?” Nina nodded, “Do we start with five?”

“That sounds good.” He nodded back. 

“You know, I will never stop admiring you for this.” Nina ran her hand on his arm after they had picked out the first round of tags. 

“We’ve been doing this for years.”

“Yes, that doesn’t make it any less remarkable.” Nina shook her head. 

“I could have been them.” Gastón noted while looking at the tags, “If life had gone differently. Mom and Dad were them, my cousins would have been if they didn’t send a check back to Cordoba every December. I’m the one privileged enough not to know how it is like to struggle. Mom and Dad are right, I can’t forget that.” 

“And you haven’t.” Nina nodded. “I grew up pretty comfortable, but my main worries during Christmas was what Mom and Dad were going to fight over this time. I never gave any thought to anyone else, who have it worse.”

***

“What is going on here?” Simon was bombarded with a cloud of glitter as he came out of his music room. He had to blink at least two times before his field of vision cleared up. 

“Well, welcome back to the land of the living.” Ambar smiled at him as she crouched down to pull a tray of cookies out of the oven. “How’s the song?”

“Almost finished.” Simon nodded, while still wiping part of glitter out of his face, “Who brought a party cannon in here?”

“Oh, girls are just wrapping presents.” Ambar pointed toward the dining table. Simon looked over and saw it brawling all over with pink wrapping paper, silver ribbons, golden stars and other gemstones, and everything covered in glitter. 

“Hold this please.” He saw his older daughter Ivory cut a ribbon, and then hand it to her best friend… 

Was Laura here? Well, that explained the amount of glitter, because only those two together could create a pink glittering hurricane that Barbie herself would be jealous of. 

“Okay, now, after we tape it down, we fold it over, so it looks like a star.” Laura read something from her tablet, before they tied the ribbon in a way that looked like they were tackling a monster. 

“They said they wanted to try some new wrapping methods.” Ambar mentioned, before handing Simon a bowl, “Help me with this?”

“Yeah, sure.” Simon nodded and took the bowl his wife was offering him, “What is this?” 

“Just some Yule pudding. I found the recipe online.” Ambar explained while piling the cookies on the straight pile. “Come on Darling, where is your holiday spirit?”

“I have plenty of cheerfulness.” Simon chuckled. “Just I don’t need it in my face in the form of rough glitter.” 

“Necessary evil,” Ambar grinned, “You know how the girls are. Laura has gotten Ivory to try all sorts of artistic pursuits. She wouldn’t even be singing in the choir without her.” 

“Oky, now we just need to add the rhinestones.” Ivory said while holding a glue gun. She started tapping small drops on the wrapped present, while Laura pressed small diamonds on the row following the glue gun. 

“Hey Dad!” Ivory looked up after they had finished their rhinestoning pursuits. “Did you finish that Christmas song yet?”

“I did.” Simon grabbed a glass of orange juice and went to sit at the table, opposite of the girl’s mess. “Wasn’t that hard after Nina sent the lyrics. I sent the demo to Pedro. We’re gonna record on Friday and release it on the Eve.”

“Huh, fast process.” Laura remarked, while she focused on painting a twirl on silver on the side of the white package. 

“Sometimes it is.” Simon nodded as he put his glass down. 

“Wow, DAD! What are you doing?!!” Ivory shrieked. 

“What?” Simon stared at her. 

“No liquids at the table.” Ivory shook her head, so her blond curls swayed from left to right. “You’re way too close to the danger zone. Come on now. Back it up.” 

“Okay, okay,” Simon made a gesture of surrender and moved to the end of the table. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disrupt your art project.” 

“Uuf, I forgot a few things in my room.” Ivory rolled her eyes, before getting up from the table. “I’ll be right back.” 

Laura nodded as Ivory left. She then flipped a tab open on the tablet on a page she had doodled something on there

“What is that?” Simon leaned closer, because it somewhat looked like guitars. 

“Oh, just something I’ve designed.” Laura turned the tablet toward him. “I mean I’ve bejeweled the guitar I have, and have gotten so many other ideas, but Mom and Dad say that they won’t buy me any more guitars, which is a bummer—” Her phone dinged. “—and now they are telling me to be at home by six.”

“That's in like forever,” Ivory came back behind them. “Tell them we still need to wrap these and that you need to help me pick the jewelry for my choir recital tomorrow.”

“I can drive you back if that’s the issue.” Simon explained. “Those guitars look really cool, by the way. I wish mine looked like that.” 

***

“Thanks for carrying the bags to the door,” Laura said to Simon as they walked to her house’s door, Simon trying to keep his balance under the bags of elaborately wrapped presents.

“Oh, no.” Laura suddenly stopped in her tracks. “I forgot my keys.”

“Well, is someone home?” Simon asked. 

“They should be.” Laura shrugged and rang the doorbell. 

“Hey. Did you forget your keys?” Gastón opened the door. 

“Apparently.” Laura shrugged and skipped in. 

“And you brought luggage I see,” Gastón looked at Simon, who was carrying the bags. “Come on in.”

“Thank you.” Simon sighed as he finally let the bags onto the floor. “I don’t know how they make these so heavy.”

“Glitter is weightier than you would believe,” Gastón laughed. “Laura, you can move these to your room yourself.”

“I gotta say our house will be the most festive one on the block, because we will never get rid of all that glitter.” Simon shook his head after Laura started moving upstairs. 

“Thanks for taking the mess at your place.” Gastón grinned at Simon. 

“No need to thank me.” He shook his head. “By the way, does Laura need a ride to the choir concert tomorrow?”

“We bribed Oscar to drive her.” Gastón responded. “In the end he loves his sisters, no matter how much he likes to complain that we use him as a personal chauffeur.”

“Well, I live with three women.” Simon chuckled, “I am the personal chauffeur, so I can relate. Oh, I thought I’d ask because I saw that Laura has designed guitars.”

“Oh yeah, she does that.” Gastón nodded. “She decorates her guitar more than actually plays it. She’d paint and bejewel a collection of guitars if we’d let her.”

“That’s what I mean. Would she like making me one?” Simon asked. 

“Uhm, no. Absolutely not.” Gastón’s expression froze. “Look, it’s really good that you asked me, because it is not that she wouldn’t want to do that or that we wouldn’t want her to do that, but it’s not that simple. Unless you are willing to have a guitar on stage made by an anonymous artist.”

“Anonymous?”

“I am not having her name out there in any circumstances.” Gastón shook his head. “Our name is not common. The moment they hear Perida, it’s linked to me and Nina and my parents. I got to have a normal life because the press didn’t know I existed until I was 23. I am not having my children out there either; they get to decide it themselves when they are 18.”

“Okay I get that.” Simon nodded. Gastón and Nina had kept intensely private, even though both of their careers and Gastón’s family legacy was keeping them in the public eye.

“She’s immensely talented.” Gastón continued, “Nina would love to have her illustrate her book someday, but right now her safety is more important. Sorry.”

***

“Sit.” Oscar placed his backpack down on the ground and looked at Kelvin, who sat on the ground, her blonde tail wagging. “Good girl.” 

He checked his watch and then ran his hand over her silky head, before unclipping her leash. “Okay, you know the rules, don’t you dare to run away from me.” 

Kelvin tilted her head and gave him a look that appeared to say: “I am not an idiot”.

“Don’t glare at me.” Oscar laughed, “Come on. Give me a high five.” 

Kelvin’s eyes glimmered as she threw her right paw up to meet Oscar’s hand. 

“Wow.” Oscar turned around to see Eliza behind him. 

“Hey, you made it.” 

“Of course.” She nodded, “Kind of what you do when you’re new to town, so you have nothing else to do than come to meet your only friend’s dog.” 

“I’m glad you came.” Oscar nodded, “No matter how you put it. Kelvin, are you not gonna say hi?” 

Kelvin padded over to Eliza and sat in front of her and offered her left paw.

“Well, look who is the proper lady I see.” Eliza laughed and took the paw that was offered and shook it. “You are so pretty.”

“Don’t flatter her too much, it’ll go to her head. She is the most spoiled dog in the whole world as it is.” 

“Well, someone this adorable better be.” Eliza crouched down and scratched Kelvin behind her ears. 

“Okay, Kelvin, get the ball.” Oscar commanded. Kelvin hopped over to his backpack, pulled on the ribbon in the zipper and got out a ball that she now held toward Oscar. “Good girl.”

Oscar took the ball and threw it across the park.

“Wow, nice curve.” Eliza remarked as Kelvin bolted after the ball. “If the whole med school thing doesn’t mellow out, you got promise as a baseballer.”

“In the words of both my sisters, I don’t do ball sports.” Oscar shook his head. 

“What kind of sports do you like then?”

“Climbing,” Oscar shrugged, “Everything that gives my mom a heart attack. The ball’s just for Kelvin.”

“She seems extremely smart.” Eliza noted. “Have you trained her yourself?”

“More or less.” Oscar nodded, “We got her when I was 13, and Mom and Dad wanted me to take care of her as much as possible, especially after…”

“After?”

“She’s not our first dog.” Oscar shook his head, “Her grandfather actually, was a dog Mom and Dad got on their first anniversary. His name was Newton. I don’t really remember everything anymore, but they told me that we were very close, ever since I was born. He had to be put down when I was 7 or something like that.”

“I’m sorry.” Eliza ran her hand on his arm. Oscar tried to ignore the way his skin tingled after. 

“It’s fine. That’s life, right.” He nodded as he threw the ball for Kelvin again. “You’ve figured out what you’re gonna do for the holidays yet?”

“Well, I guess we are just gonna be following what my aunt and uncle have always done.” Eliza shrugged. “My cousins want to go the Chrismast market.”

“That's really pretty there.” Oscar noted. 

“Oh… And I did get this invite, for 23rd.” Eliza looked at her phone, “From Mandy Ezénois to this eve’s eve party…but I don’t know.”

“She is in our class,” Oscar noted, “She has been doing those for years with the girls.”

“I know she is in our class.” Eliza nodded, “But…”

“You’re not gonna go?”

“I don’t know any of them.” Eliza shook her head, “I mean we’ve talked sometimes and they’ve seemed kind of nice, but only people I actually know are Ethan and especially you. I don’t want to be the pity invite just because I’m the new orphan farm girl from nowhere.”

“Salta’s not nowhere.” Oscar shook his head. “You have a farm. That’s pretty cool.”

“I used to have a farm.” Eliza corrected, “Now it’s my school and college fund and the plantation has new owners. I’m not mad about that, I wouldn’t have time to run it once I’m in med school anyway.”

“You should take the leap and go to the party.” Oscar noted. “According to Mom and Dad, I used to be so shy, until we started going on Disney Cruises and I started loving the kids’ clubs and made so many friends there. Sometimes you just have to try.”

“I’ll think about it.” Eliza smiled at him. “I honestly can’t imagine you as shy. You’ve always been so confident at what you do, and so admirable. How could someone not like you? It’s impossible.”

“Uh. Anyone would be so lucky to be your friend. You really should just let everyone see the person I know…” Oscar realized that they were standing pretty close, and as the sun was starting to go down, the remaining light reflected from her eyes. 

At that moment Kelvin crashed into his feet, wagging her tail and holding the ball upwards again. 

***

“Where is Oscar?” Nina asked as she pulled an ornament out of a box. 

“Still out with Kelvin I think.” Gastón said while walking out of the kitchen, “Don’t worry. He has probably just decided to take a longer route. Let's give him 20 minutes and then call him.” 

“Typical,” Aurora rolled her eyes as she was hanging an ornament on the tree, “Oscar starts ditching the time-honored family tradition.” 

“Pass me the pink ball,” Laura said from the other side of the tree? “Oh, Mom, Dad, did you already sign all the stuff for that camp?” 

“You are signed in there now,” Nina responded, “We still have over a week before you go, so there’s time.” 

“Nina,” Gastón suddenly gestured to her, when the girls were engulfed in tree decoration. “You need to see this.”

“What?” She got up from the couch and walked to the foyer, where Gastón was looking out of the front window. 

“I think I found out the reason why he is taking so long.” He pointed toward the outside. “Would you look at that.”

Nina looked through the window and saw it. Oscar was standing in front of the gate, Kelvin’s leash in hand, but that wasn't what they were actually looking for. He was smiling and there was that certain glint in his eyes as he was talking very animatedly to a girl with deep red hair. 

“I am willing to bet my Ph.D. that that is that girl he has been talking about…Eliza, right?” Gastón continued. 

“It has to be.” Nina nodded. 

“If I am being honest, I never fully understood my mom’s comments about the light in my eyes that I got from Dad.” Gastón looked outside again, “Until I am seeing it myself in front of my eyes.” 

“Your mother does have an eye for these things.” Nina chuckled, while glancing outside again. “I’ve never seen him look like that before…”

“Well, we should have seen this coming,” Gaston laughed, “Given how much he has talked about her, his laboratory partner… Well, we’ll be having a daughter-in-law candidate probably during the next fall.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, men in my family have a problem,” Gastón shook his head, “We are completely idiots when it comes to women we like. Getting out of that idiocy takes time.”

“How were you an idiot?” Nina looked at Gastón amused.

“You probably remember all the idiotic stuff I did chasing you around,” He looked at her back, “and then I was an idiot some more, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten, it is not just me either, it’s generational. Dad held out on Mom for five months, and even then, it took his father to die for him to act on anything.”

“And if I recall we all ended up married,” Nina added, while grabbing Gastón’s arm. “Five months or not, you parents have been blissfully happy for almost 50 years now. We are also very happy. Better to follow your family cycle than mine, since that doesn’t know the word happiness.”

“I guess we just have to let Oscar run its course and hope he will get there on his own.” Gastón shook his head. “He’s almost 18 after all.”

***

“Today was fun.” Oscar said to Eliza, as he leaned on the gate of his house.

“It was.” Eliza nodded, looking up, “Also, nice house.”

“Dad built it when Aurora was a baby.” Oscar shook his head, “I know it looks fancy, but…”

“It is fancy,” Eliza laughed, “But there is nothing wrong with that. I wouldn’t expect anything less for you, Perida.”

“Name comes with territory I guess.” Oscar shook his head. 

“I am still glad to know you.” Eliza continued, before opening her bag. “Uh… I have something for you.” She pulled out a wrapped box. “Ehm, merry christmas.”

“Wow, thanks. You didn’t need to…”

“I have always had a way with presents.” Eliza laughed, “I guess, I just keep adding people on my list, so it won’t seem so empty now—and I always get gifs for my friends…but right now I don’t have anyone else—”

“Well, I am honored.” Oscar nodded before opening his own bag. “And I actually got something for you too, just didn’t know how to bring it up…didn’t know if you’d find it awkward.”

He handed her a small box, tied with a sapphire blue ribbon. 

“It would have never been awkward.” Eliza laughed. “Thank you.”

They just stood in silence for a moment. 

“Oh, it’s getting late.” Oscar checked his watch suddenly. “We were supposed to do the tree today. Mom and Dad are probably fuming at me right now… Uh, are you able to get home alright?”

“Yeah, it’s not that far.” Eliza tapped him on the arm—a gesture that ended up being a tad bit clumsy. “Good night.”

“Good night. Merry Christmas.”

“Where have you been?” Oscar was greeted by Aurora’s voice as soon as he got through the door. 

“On a walk with Kelvin.” He just shrugged and dropped his backpack down. He looked at his parents who were sitting on the couch. “You weren’t worried, right. I’m sorry, I should have texted or something.”

“It’s okay.” Nina nodded. 

“We do hope that this won’t mean that you will start skipping on the tree.”  Gastón remarked. 

“Oh, nooo.” Oscar shook his head. “I didn’t mean to. Just lost track of time.” 

“Good. You can help the girls finish up.” 

“Yeah.” Oscar nodded and moved to the living room. “Is Newton’s paw somewhere?”

“On the coffee table.” Laura pointed. “We all know that you’d kill us if we put it on the tree, because it’s yours.”

“Well, good for you to remember.” Oscar laughed slightly, before picking up the ornament from the table. It was a plaster cast of Newton's paw that his parents had gotten made on his last Christmas. Apparently, he had gotten quite upset as younger a few times when it had almost gotten lost. 

“Kelvin.” He called the dog, and she padded over to him and boobed her nose against the ornament, like he had taught her, before hanging the ornament on the tree. 

“You can handle the higher branches.” Aurora dropped a box of stars in his hand. “I don’t wanna get the step stool out, and you’re the only one of us who actually is tall as a tower.”

*

Later that night, Oscar dropped his bag on his bed. The time was nearing midnight soon and Kelvin was already curled up at the foot of the bed. He opened the bag and pulled the gift Eliza had given him out. 

He looked at it for a moment. It was the 21st of December. Christmas was in four days. Surely, he could open it… And he really didn’t want to open it in front of everyone else in the hassle of Christmas morning anyway. Luna, Matteo, Stella and Milo were coming over and it would be usual festive chaos that it always was. 

He made a split-second decision and pulled the ribbon off the package. 

There were two items there. The first one was an ornament. 

As Oscar raised it to his eye level, he realized that it was a glass pipette. Inside of it, it looked like there were crystals of some sort. 

Luckily a card was hanging on it. Oscar detached it from the ornament and read it. 

You said that your family likes to collect ornaments with meanings. I tried my best. 

Oncotrix-1 (C₂₅₀H₃₇₅N₉₅O₁₄₀P₅₀, but you know that) was the first non-harmful cure for cancer developed in 2030. Nowadays it has become ineffective, but it still was the first important steppingstone in the treatments we have today. 

There is one Oncotrix-1 molecule stored in each one of those crystals.

 I remember what you told me about your great grandparents and how their fates influenced your grandparents’ path, which is super admirable. 

E. 

“Wow.” Oscar mouthed as he looked at the ornament. She had not been kidding. She really did have a way with gifts. How did she even remember all those details that he had told her in a passing conversation… 

She was good. 

Too good, as he found himself taking a few deep breaths. He still wasn’t quite prepared for the sensation that started overtaking him. 

He looked at the other item, to distract himself for a moment. It was a deep scarlet red collar that looked like it was velvet or something similar. It was decorated with a small row of pearls. 

There was another note hanging on it. 

Okay, hear me out here. I know you said you don’t like to dress her up, but… 

Come on now, every girl deserves something to feel pretty in during the holidays. Also, this is a collar, not an accessory and you said those were fine. Hopefully Kelvin likes it. 

E. 

Oscar chuckled. Leave it to Eliza to find a loophole from what he had said. “Kelvin, come here.” 

The dog jumped in front of him on the bed wagging her tail and was actually looking at the collar quite curiously. 

“Let’s see how this looks.” Oscar put the collar around her neck. It fit perfectly. Kelvin’s eye’s sparkled and she wagged her tail some more and slurped his face with her tongue. 

“Okay, I see that you like it.” He laughed as he pushed her furry snoot away. “Calm down now girl.” He traced the collar with his finger. “I like it too.” 

He reached for his phone. It dinged as soon as it was in his hand. 

He froze for a moment as he realized that it was from Eliza. 

Eliza: The complexity and endlessness of the celtic knots honor the idea of legacy — that a person’s life and contributions are woven into the lives of those they leave behind, like an eternal tapestry of memory. I see what you did there ;). It is beautiful. I never took you as a guy who has the chops for jewelry shopping, but always nice to be surprised.

Oscar stared at the message for a moment, while he felt the heat rise in his face. He had gotten Eliza a bracelet woven from celtic knots. The endless loops of Celtic knots symbolized the idea of eternity and the continuation of love and memories, even after someone had passed. It suggested that the love shared with the deceased endures, binding the living and the departed together in an unbroken connection.

He had felt like that was something that would be good for Eliza. So, she could keep the life she had lost always close. 

He had taken a bit of a risk, by going to buy jewelry on his own. No way he would have asked either Aurora or Laura for advice. Mom was out too, and Dad…Dad was probably the best at buying jewelry in their house—over half of Mom’s jewelry collection was courtesy of him—but Oscar didn’t want anyone to know. It would raise all sorts of questions and…

…he had already been afraid that the gift was little too forward or overstepping or something. 

He looked at the text again. It hadn't been the case. She liked it. She loved it−

His phone dinged again. 

Eliza: And yes, I did open it up. 

Oscar smiled and started typing. 

Oscar: I never said you couldn’t. I'm glad you liked it. Eliza: Where have you learned to buy jewelry? Oscar: That’s classified Eliza: How classified?

***

“That’s the last one.” Gastón said as he hung up the last stocking on the railing on the stairs. 

“I wonder how long they are going to allow us to keep doing this?” Nina smiled at him from the couch. 

“Well, Oscar hasn't expressed anything that he won’t want a stocking after he turns 18, which he isn’t yet.” Gastón remarked as he sat next to her. “I doubt the girls will either, anytime soon.”

“I guess you’re right.” Nina leaned her head on his shoulder. “You know, with all the chaos, quiet like this is really beautiful.” 

“I know.” He pulled her closer, kissing her head. “Kind of reminds me of all the times we spent at the Villa, even if we didn’t often do Christmas there.” 

“Those sound magical,” Nina smiled, “I am always so happy to always hear about that. You truly had a happy childhood. We can’t all say that. Well, we don’t want to even get to the Christmases I had growing up,” She laughed slightly, “I don’t want to think about those…even at the time I thought I could never have a happy Christmas, so thank you.”

“I told you that you will never have to go back to that.” Gastón ran his hand over his arm.  “I’ve kept my word for 23 years and counting.” He leaned closer to her. “I also hid mistletoe somewhere around here.

“Where?” She looked at him questiongly. 

“Not going to tell you.” Gastón grinned, “So better keep on your toes.”

***

“Merry Christmas!!!” Luna exclaimed as soon as Gastón opened the door. “We brough so many presents.”

“Good to hear.” Gastón nodded, and looked over to the driveway, “Matteo, need help?”

“No, I am fine!!!” Matteo yelled from the car, where he was getting a huge bag out of the trunk. 

“Sure.” Gastón nodded, before turning around. “Oscar… Go help him.”

“Sure thing Dad.” Oscar nodded and walked outside. 

“How’s our goddaughter?” Gastón hugged Stella, whose blonde dyed curls were tied on two pigtails, tied with glittering ribbons. 

“I’m hungry.” Stella jumped. 

“Good thing we have a lot of food.” Gastón laughed. 

“Hey.” Nina appeared at the door. “Come on in.” 

“It is so pretty here.” Luna hugged her. “I mean, we decorated too, and Matteo called our house a glittering mess.” 

“There is nothing wrong with that.” Nina laughed. 

“Hey!!!” Stella stepped into the living room where Aurora and Laura were sitting on the couch. 

“Hi!” Aurora got up and Stella tackled her into a hug. “You’ve been avoiding me.” She whispered into her ear. 

“No I have not.” Stella whispered back. 

“Yes you have.” Aurora continued. “I can’t believe you won’t tell me who you have a crush on—”

“Aurora, have you seen this before?” Laura suddenly interrupted.

“What? She turned around. 

“Look at Kelvin’s collar.” Laura pointed out. “That’s new?”

“There is no way Oscar got her a new collar,” Aurora looked at it closer, tracing her fingers on the beading on the collar, “Especially one that looks like this.”

“Or maybe he just has a good taste in collars,” Stella suggested, which was kind of uncharacterized for her. 

At that moment, Matteo, Oscar and Milo came in with the gift bags. “Thanks lads.” Matteo sighed and the bags went down. 

“And I thought you said you could handle them by yourself.” Luna laughed at him.

“Never mind that.” Matteo shook his head. 

“Oscar,” Aurora piped up, pointing at Kelvin’s collar. “What is this?” 

“You always get mad at us when we get her accessories,” Laura continued, “but now she has a new collar. Where did you get it?”

“I didn’t get it.” Oscar shook his head. “It was a gift from a friend.”

“There is no way Ethan got that.” Laura shook her head. 

“Because it wasn’t Ethan.” Oscar sighed. “She—”

“She? So that lab partner of yours, Eliza?” Aurora asked. 

“Yeah, her.” Oscar nodded, “And Kelvin gets to wear it, because she has actual taste.”

“Yeah, sure…” Aurora remarked sarcastically. 

“Hey kids!” Gastón interrupted, whatever the conversation was becoming. “Food’s done in 10 minutes, so help Matteo get the packages out of the bags.”

“Yeah, sure.” Oscar nodded while grabbing a bag. “Stella, catch.”

“Huh?” Again, something that was not very in character for Stella, she froze in surprise and wasn’t able to catch the bag in time. 

“Sorry. You okay?” Oscar laughed as the bag hit Stella and the contents spilled on the floor. 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” Stella laughed nervously. “Now we need to pick these up.”

Aurora had grabbed the last present from the bag she had been emptying into a neat line when she looked around after hearing a giggle. She furrowed her brow… It had come from Stella’s direction but… Stella did not giggle like that. 

Aurora looked at her best friend again. She was gathering packages off the ground and at the same time brushing a non-existent lock of hair behind her ear. She had that same kind of puppy face that Kelvin used to beg for treats. And worst of all, Stella was looking at—

“Would you excuse us for a second?” Aurora went to grab Stella’s arm and started pulling her down a hallway. 

“What are you doing?” Stella asked after Aurora had pulled her into the library. 

“The better question is what are you doing?” Aurora stared at her. “Please please tell me that I am wrong—even though I am never wrong—and you don’t have a crush on Oscar.”

“I—” Stella stuttered and unmistakably started blushing. “This is why I couldn’t tell you.”

“Why? How?” Aurora almost pleaded, “Scratch that. I don’t want to know. You can’t like him.”

“Why not?” 

“Million reasons.” Aurora shook her head, “You are my best friend, he is my brother, your parents are his godparents, our parents are your godparents…” Aurora pointed toward a picture at the end of one of the book cases, which had been taken a few days after Luna and Matteo had brought Stella back from the hospital. In the picture, Oscar, who was almost three, almost one year old Aurora, and Stella as a newborn were lying on the carpet in a circle. “We have known you since you were born, he has known you since then… That is like Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker -weird, and they didn’t know!!!” 

“It could not be weird.” Stella tried to suggest. “What if…”

“There are no what ifs…” Aurora looked at Stella concerned, “It’s impossible. This not the Christmas present I thought I’d be getting…”

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Well, Merry Chrismas!!!! So, I feel like I pretty much nailed the Chrismas fic last eyar, so I had super hard time thinking what I could do for this year. This year's theme has kind of been the SL next gen year for me, so here's the Christmas of 2046 for you. It ended up being more of a slice of life kind of story, just during the holidays. So there was no real plot, but just some holiday scheningans and some set up for future stories. I mean I can say that this alsmot work as a prologue for a story that I have not even started yet, but the story focusing on Oscar, because he is going to get his own story. Aurora has gotten her time travel escapades, Laura is going thorugh he wons stuff right now, so we are not sweeping their older brother under the rug. I love Oscar Perida as a character, and he is gonna get his spolight–and you can probably guess what's that story will be about. Happy holidays everyone!!! And I absolutely have taken it as my mission to educat you all on Finnish Chrismas song every holid days season, because we have bangers.

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She-Ra: The Holiday Special

Songs (solos, duets, trios, quartets, quintets, ensembles, etc.) performed by:

Aimee Carrero

A.J. Michalka

Karen Fukuhara

Marcus Scribner

Génesis Rodríguez

Vella Lovell

Christine Woods

Merit Leighton

Jordan Fisher

Lauren Ash

Adam Ray

Keston John

Daniel Dae Kim

Krystal Joy Brown

N.D. Stevenson

Sandra Oh

Dana Davis

Antony Del Rio

Matthew Yang King

…and Mochi McIntyre

Aimee Carrero • A.J. Michalka • Karen Fukuhara • Marcus Scribner • Génesis Rodríguez • Vella Lovell • Christine Woods • Merit Leighton • Jordan Fisher • Lauren Ash • Adam Ray • Keston John • Daniel Dae Kim • Krystal Joy Brown • N.D. Stevenson • Sandra Oh • Dana Davis • Antony Del Rio • Matthew Yang King

Cast

Chris Jai Alex as George

Lauren Ash as Scorpia

Krystal Joy Brown as Netossa

Aimee Carrero as Adora/She-Ra

Dana Davis as Lonnie & Busgirl

Geena Davis as Huntara

Regi Davis as Lance

Antony Del Rio as Kyle

Grey DeLisle as Madame Razz, General Juliet, & Baker

Juliet Donenfeld as Young Catra

Zehra Fazal as Mara

Jordan Fisher as Sea Hawk & Soda Pop

Karen Fukuhara as Glimmer

Morla Gorrondona as Light Hope

Keston John as Wrong Hordak & Horde Prime

Daniel Dae Kim as Micah

Matthew Yang King as Rogelio & Imp

Marissa Lenti as Melissa

Merit Leighton as Frosta

Vella Lovell as Mermista

Mochi McIntyre as Melog

A.J. Michalka as Catra

LaLa Nestor as Young Adora

Sandra Oh as Castaspella

Adam Ray as Swift Wind

Génesis Rodríguez as Perfuma

Marcus Scribner as Bow

Reshma Shetty as Angella

N.D. Stevenson as Spinnerella

Jacob Tobia as Double Trouble

Lorraine Toussaint as Shadow Weaver

Christine Woods as Entrapta

Versión al Español Latino Americano

Adora/She-Ra: Jocelyn Robles

Catra: Jessica Ángeles

Glimmer: Alondra Hidalgo

Bow: Arturo Castañeda

Perfuma: Analiz Sánchez

Mermista: Karen Vallejo

Entrapta: Leyla Rangel

Frosta: Angélica Villa

Sea Hawk: Idzi Dutkiewicz

Scorpia: Betzabé Jara

Swift Wind: Raúl Anaya

Hordak Copia: Humberto Solórzano

Micah: Mario Castañeda

Netossa: Fernanda Robles

Spinnerella: Gaby Cárdenas

Castaspella: Irina Índigo

Lonnie: Danann Huicochea

Kyle: Miguel Ángel Ruiz

Rogelio: Matthew Yang King

Melog: Mochi McIntyre

Imp: Matthew Yang Kang

Doppler Morfer: Javier Olguín

Madame Razz: Ángela Villanueva

Generala Juliet: Mireya Mendoza

Huntara: Laura Torres

Lance: René García

George: Eduardo Tejedo

Angella: Rommy Mendoza

Melissa: Carla Castañeda

Joven Adora: Estefanía Piedra

Joven Catra: Pamela Mendoza

Soda Pop: Bruno Coronel

Cocinera: Fernanda Robles

Busgirl: Monserrat Mendoza

Light Hope: Rosalba Sotelo

Mara: Dulce Guerrero

Shadow Weaver: Yolanda Vidal

Hordiano Primero: Humberto Solórzano

[rftstars]

Lourdes Robles, Laura Leon and Maribel Guardia. 2023

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Hello Everyone, and, Really, Had #FinalSpace had a Continuation in Animation or At Least a Radio Dub Later On, I think the Casting Choices for the Assumbled Cast for the Newer Characters and Variety would Actually Consist of:

Zeno Robinson, Wendi Malick, Roger Craig Smith, Fred Tatasciore, Kari Walhgren, Dee Bradley Baker, Grey Delisle Griffin, Khary Pheyton, Erica Lindbeck, Sumanee Montaro, Sarah-Nicole Roble, Kevin Michael Richardson, Cissy Jones, Kelly Hu, Mae Whitman, Troy Baker, Eden Regal, Ashley Johnson, Matthew Mercer, Cree Summers, Laura Bailey, Rick D Wasserman, Alex Hirsch, Brian Bloom, April Stewart, Nolan North, Travis Willingham, Robin Atkin Downes, Ryan Hurst, Rachel McFarlane, Keston John, Abby Trott, Avi Roque, Mela Lee, Steve Blum, Jimi Piri, Jenny Yokobori, Matthew Rhys, Nika Futterman, Rhys Darby, Hynden Walsh, Kimiko Glenn, Max Mittleman, Kirsten Schaal, Bumper Robinson, Alek Le, Ben Diskin, Anaris Quinones, Kurtwood Smith, Stephen O'Young, JB Blanc, Greg Chun, Imari Williams, Stephen Root, Alan Le, Keith Furgeson, Stephanie Sheh, Kimberly Brooks, Jason Marnocha, Tati Gabrielle, Adam Harrington, Maurie LaMarche, Yuri Lowenthal, Tara Platt, James Matheis III, Barbara Goodson, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Sam Reigal, Clancy Brown, Scott Porter, Jonathan Adams, Josh Keaton, Gary Anthony Williams, Danny Trejo, James Arnold Taylor, NPH, Eric Bauza,William Saylers, Beck Bennett, Christian Lenz, Armin Taylor, Jason Mouzukas, Djimon Houndou, Jennifer Hale, Jeffrey Combs, David Kaye, Lauren Tom, Mary Elizabeth McGlynn, Armin Shimmerman, Andrew Kishino, Carlos Alazraqui, Kaji Taang, Kira Buckland, Faye Mata, Cristina Vee, Deidrech Deider, Henry Winkler, Ana Akana, Amanda Celine Miller, Keith Silverstein, Hoon Lee, Jessica Calvaro, Erik Kimermer, Matthew King, Erica Mendez, Jason Marsden, Sean Astin, Ben Shwartz, Rob Paulson, Patton Oswalt, Lena Haudrey, Trevor Duvall, James Urbaniak, etc.

[azzurriandspanishcalciofamilies]

Premier League, Bundesliga, League One & Primeira Liga [December 2024]

*Isn’t spanish or italian players in: Brentford FC, Ipswich Town, Manchester United, Sporting CP

AFC BOURNEMOUTH

Kepa Arrizabalaga - wife, Andrea Martínez ⮕ 🤰🏻twins girls

ARSENAL FC

David Raya - fiancée, Tatiana Trouboul

Mikel Merino - wife, Lola Liberal

*Single Players: Riccardo Calafiori

ASTON VILLA

Pau Torres - wife, Paula Batet ⮕ 👧🏻Lucía

BAYERN LEVERKUSEN

Aleix García - fiancée, Denisa Budan

Alejandro Grimaldo - girlfriend, Ana Fuster  ⮕ 👧🏻Lucía

CASA PIA AC

Gaizka Larrazabal - girlfriend, Beatriz Agirre

*Single Players: Max Svensson

CHELSEA FC

Marc Cucurella - girlfriend, Claudia Rodríguez  ⮕ 👦🏻Mateo, 👦🏻Río & 👧🏻Bella

Robert Sánchez - girlfriend, Suzanna ⮕ 👧🏻

FC AROUCA

Jason Remeseiro - wife, Ane Hernández  ⮕ 👦🏻Paolo

Oriol Busquets - girlfriend, Mili Laje

*Single Players: José Fontán

FC NANTES

Pedro Chrivella - girlfriend, Luz Zorio

FC PORTO

Fran Navarro - fiancée, Natalie Ramírez ⮕ 👦🏻Fran

Iván Jaime - girlfiend, Marina Ramos

Iván Marcano - girlfriend, Irene Carrasco  ⮕ 👦🏻Jon & 👧🏻Giulia

*Single Players: Nico González, Samu Omorodion

GD ESTORIL PRAIA

Jandro Orellana - girlfriend, Lucía Quesada

Joel Robles - girlfriend, Mónica García ⮕ 👧🏻Chloe, 👧🏻Alma & 👧🏻Roma

GIL VICENTE

Miguel Salgado - girlfriend, Salomé Sousa

*Single Players: Diego Collado, Jorge Agirre, Marcos Fernández, Santi García

LEICESTER CITY FC

Caleb Okoli - girlfriend, Domiziana

LIVERPOOL FC

Federico Chiesa - wife, Lucia Bramani

MANCHESTER CITY

Rodri - girlfriend, Laura Iglesias

NOTTINGHAM FOREST FC

Alex Moreno - wife, Marina Sevidane

OLYMPIQUE MARSEILLE

Pol Lirola - girlfriend, Genissa Picaa

Rubén Blanco - girlfriend, María Antón ⮕ 👧🏻 or 👦🏻

PARIS SAINT-GERMAIN

Arnau Tenas - girlfriend, Jana Oms

Fabián Ruiz - fiancée, Rosa Pereira

SC BRAGA

Adrián Marín - girlfriend, Claudia Fernández

Roberto Fernández - girlfriend, Elena Adsuara

Víctor Gómez - girlfriend, Ana Martínez

SC FARENSE

Alex Millán - girlfriend, Kalenna Santana ⮕ 👧🏻Kenia

Darío Poveda - girlfriend, Judith Rois

Marco Moreno - girlfriend, X

*Single Players: Alex Bermejo

STADE REIMS

Sergio Akieme - wife, Alba Varela ⮕ 👦🏻/👧🏻

TOTTENHAM HOTSPUR FC

Pedro Porro - girlfriend, María Hurtado ⮕ 👧🏻Carla*

TOULOUSE FC

Alex Domínguez - girlfriend, Ale Christiansen

VITÓRIA SC

Óscar Rivas - girlfriend, Marta Álvarez

WEST HAM UNITED

Carlos Soler - girlfriend, Marta Marchena

WOLVERHAMPTON WANDERERS

Pablo Sarabia - girlfriend, Carmen Mora  ⮕ 👧🏻Martina & 👦🏻Mateo

OTHER SINGLE PLAYERS

Casa Pia: Raúl Blanco

FC Famalicao: Óscar Aranda

Fulham FC: Jorge Cuenca

Newcastle United: Sandro Tonali

SC Braga: Gabri Martínez

Sporting CP: Iván Fresneda 

Vitória SC: Adrián Butzke

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Carla [Tottenham HotSpurs] is Maria’s daughter from a previous relationship.

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2024 olympics Spain roster

Archery

Pablo Acha (Burgos)

Èlia Canales (Tarragona)

Athletics

Julio Arenas (Madrid)

David García (Alcorcón)

Ibrahim Chakir (Seville)

Yago Rojo (Madrid)

Mohamed Attaoui (Torrelavega)

Adrián Ben (Viveiro)

Elvin Canales (Girona)

Ignacio Fontes (Ciudad Granada)

Mario García (Villar De Gallimazo)

Adel Mechaal (Palamós)

Thierry Ndikumwenayo (Castellón De La Plana)

Abdessamad Oukhelfen (Reus)

Enrique Llopis (Gandia)

Asier Martínez (Zizur Mayor)

Daniel Arce (Burgos)

Iñaki Cañal (Gijón)

Óscar Husillos (Palencia)

Tariku Novales (Santiago De Compostela)

Diego García (Madrid)

Álvaro Martín (Llerena)

Paul McGrath (Barcelona)

Miguel López (Murcia)

Jordan Díaz (Guadalajara)

Jorge Ureña (Onil)

Ester Navarrete (Vigo)

Dr. Meritxell Soler (Barcelona)

Cristina Montesinos (Terrassa)

Jaël Bestué (Barcelona)

Lorea Ibarzabal (Madrid)

Lorena Martín (Ciudad Salamanca)

Esther Guerrero (Banyoles)

Águeda Marqués (Segovia)

Marta Pérez (Soria)

Marta García (Ciudad León)

Carolina Robles (Dos Hermanas)

Irene Sánchez-Escribano (Ciudad Toledo)

Sonia Molina-Prado (Manzanares)

María Pérez (Seville)

Paula Sevilla-López (La Solana)

Carmen Avilés (Madrid)

Blanca Hervás (Madrid)

Eva Santidrián (Burgos)

Berta Segura (Lleida)

Majida Maayouf (Bilbao)

Laura García-Caro (Lepe)

María Pérez (Valencia)

Fátima Diame (Valencia)

Tessy Ebosele (San Sebastián)

Ana Compaoré (Guadalajara)

María Toimil (Mugardos)

Yulenmis Aguilar (A Coruña)

Badminton

Pablo Abián (Calatayud)

Carolina Marín (Huelva)

Basketball

Lorenzo Brown (Roswell, Georgia)

Jaime Pradilla (Zaragoza)

Rodolfo Fernández (Palma)

Xabier López-Arostegui (Getxo)

Santi Aldama; Jr. (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Darío Brizuela (San Sebastián)

Alberto Díaz (Ciudad Málaga)

Juan Hernangómez (Madrid)

Guillermo Hernangómez (Madrid)

Destiny Garuba (Azuqueca De Henares)

Alejandro Abrines (Palma)

Sergio Llull (Maó)

Mariona Ortiz (Calella)

Laura Gil (Murcia)

Alba Torrens (Binissalem)

María Pérez (Vigo)

Queralt Casas (Girona)

Leticia Romero (Agüimes)

Leonor Rodríguez (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

María Cazorla (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Andrea Vilaró (Barcelona)

Megan Gustafson (Port Wing, Wisconsin)

Paula Ginzo (Santoña)

María Conde (Barcelona)

Gracia Alonso-De Armiño (Bilbao)

Juana Camilión (Mallorca)

Vega Gimeno (Valencia)

Sandra Yguaravide (Valencia)

Boxing

Oier Ibarreche (Galdácano)

Rafael Lozano; Jr. (Ciudad Córdoba)

José Quiles (Elda)

Enmanuel Reyes (A Coruña)

Ayoub Ghadfa (Marbella)

Laura Fuertes (Asturias)

Canoeing

Pablo Crespo (Madrid)

Adrián Del Río (Madrid)

Miquel Travé (La Seu d'Urgell)

Pau Echaniz (San Sebastián)

Manuel Ochoa (Tomiño)

Diego Domínguez (Madrid)

Joan Moreno (Pollença)

Francisco Cubelos (Talavera De La Rena)

Carlos Arévalo (Betanzos)

Rodrigo Germade (Cangas)

Marcus Cooper (Mallorca)

Saúl Craviotto (Lleida)

Estefanía Fernández (Mérida)

Begoña Lazkano (Pontevedra)

Carolina García (Pontevedra)

Sara Ouzande (Gijón)

Miren Lazkano (San Sebastián)

Maialen Chourraut (Lasart-Oria)

María Corbera (Madrid)

Antía Jácome (Pontevedra)

María Portela (Cangas)

Climbing

Alberto Ginés (Ciudad Cáceres)

Leslie Romero (Sant Cugat Del Vallès)

Cycling

Alex Aranburu (Ezkio-Itsaso)

Juan Ayuso (Barcelona)

Oier Lazkano (Vitoria-Gasteiz)

Albert Torres (Ciudatella De Menorca)

Sebastián Mora (Villarreal)

Jofre Cullell (Santa Coloma De Farners)

David Serrano (Baza)

Mireia Benito (Beix Penedès)

Margarita García (Marratxí)

Diving

Adrián Abadía (Mallorca)

Nicolás García (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Valeria Antonilo (Madrid)

Ana Carvajal (Villeneuva De La Cañada)

Equestrian

Borja Carrascosa (Madrid)

Claudio Castilla (Jerez De La Frontera)

Juan Jiménez (Castro Del Río)

Esteban Benítez (Cádiz)

Carlos Díaz (Cádiz)

Eduardo Álvarez (Madrid)

Sergio Álvarez (Avilés)

Ismael García (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Fencing

Carlos Llavador (Madrid)

Lucía Martín-Portugués (Villeneuva De La Cañada)

Field hockey

Marc Vizcaino (Terrassa)

Borja Lacalle (Madrid)

Bruno Font (Madrid)

Alejandro Alonso (Santander)

Jordi Bonastre (Terrassa)

Xavier Gispert (Madrid)

Rafael Vilallonga (Madrid)

Pepe Cunill (Terrassa)

Álvaro Iglesias (Madrid)

José Basterra (Getxo)

Gerard Clapés (Eindhoven, The Netherlands)

Marc Reyné (Barcelona)

Marc Miralles (Bloemendaal, The Netherlands)

Luis Calzado (Barcelona)

Marc Recasens (Barcelona)

Joaquín Menini (Madrid)

Eduard De Ignacio-Simó (Madrid)

Ignacio Rodríguez (Santander)

Laura Barrios (Madrid)

Sara Barrios (Madrid)

Júlia Strappato (Matadepera)

Lucía Jiménez (Madrid)

María López (Gijón)

Belén Iglesias (Madrid)

Marta Segú (Madrid)

Constanza Amundson (Madrid)

Blanca Pérez (Madrid)

Lola Riera (Valencia)

Begoña García (Zaragoza)

Xantal Giné (Barcelona)

Beatriz Pérez (Santander)

Alejandra Torres-Quevedo (Madrid)

Clara Pérez (Madrid)

Patricia Álvarez (Santander)

Golf

David Puig (La Garriga)

Jon Rahm (Scottsdale, Arizona)

Azahara Muñoz (Málaga)

Carlota Ciganda (Pamplona)

Gymnastics

Néstor Abad (Madrid)

Thierno Diallo (Madrid)

Nicolau Mir (Palma)

Joel Plata (Madrid)

Miguel Zapata (Madrid)

David Vega (Barcelona)

Laura Casabuena (Alcoy)

Ana Pérez (Madrid)

Alba Petisco (Villarinos De Los Aires)

Alba Bautista (Teruel)

Polina Berezina (Alicante)

Ana Arnau (Madrid)

Inés Bergua (Huesca)

Mireia Martínez (La Pobla De Vallbona)

Patricia Pérez (Valencia)

Salma Solaun (Vitoria-Gasteiz)

Noemí Romero (Madrid)

Handball

Gonzalo Pérez-De Vargas (Ciudad Toledo)

Jorge Maqueda (Ciudad Toledo)

Alex Dujshebaev (Santander)

Daniel Dujshebaev (Santander)

Rodrigo Corrales (Cangas)

Adrià Figueras (Barcelona)

Imanol Garciandia (Urretxu)

Abel Serdio (Avilés)

Agustín Casado (Carboneras)

Aleix Gómez (Sabadell)

Ian Tarrafeta (Sabadell)

Miguel Sánchez-Migallón (Ciudad Real)

Kauldi Odriozola (Zumaia)

Daniel Fernández (Sabadell)

Javier Rodríguez (Madrid)

Nicole Wiggins (Madrid)

Marta López (Ciudad Málaga)

Carmen Campos (Madrid)

Silvia Arderius (Madrid)

Maitane Etxeberria (Lezo)

Mercedes Castellanos (Ciudad Real)

Jennifer Gutiérrez (Elche)

Lara González (Santa Pola)

Paula Arcos (Petrer)

Lysa Tchaptchet (Cuenca De Pamplona)

Kaba Gassama (Granollers)

Alicia Fernández (Valdoviño)

María Prieto (Zamora)

Alexandrina Barbosa (Estella-Lizarra)

Mireya González (León)

Judo

David García (Madrid)

Salvador Cases (Alicante)

Francisco Garrigós (Móstoles)

Tristani Mosakhlishvili (Vigo)

Nikoloz Sheradishvili (Madrid)

Ariane Toro (Bilbao)

Laura Martínez (Madrid)

Cristina Cabaña (Mérida)

Ai Tsunoda (Lleida)

Pentathlon

Laura Heredia (Barcelona)

Rowing

Dennis Carracedo (Banyoles)

Rodrigo Conde (Moaña)

Aleix García (Girona)

Caetano Horta (Noia)

Jaime Canalejo (Ciudad Seville)

Javier García (Ciudad Seville)

Virginia Díaz (El Astillero)

Esther Briz (Zaragoza)

Aina Cid (Amposta)

Sailing

Ignacio Baltasar (Sa Ràpita)

Andrés Barrio (Arucas)

Joaquín Blanco; Jr. (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Diego Botín-Sanz (Santander)

Florian Trittel (Barcelona)

Jordi Xammar (Barcelona)

Pilar Lamadrid (Ciudad Seville)

Ana Moncada (Barcelona)

Gisela Pulido (Premià De Mar)

Támara Echegoyen (Ourense)

Paula Barceló (Palma)

Nora Brugman (Barcelona)

Tara Pacheco (Arucas)

Shooting

Andrés García (Ciudad Cuenca)

Alberto Fernández (Madrid)

Fátima Gálvez (Baena)

Mar Molné (Madrid)

Skateboarding

Alain Kortabitarte (Madrid)

Danny León (Móstoles)

Natalia Muñoz (Madrid)

Daniela Terol (Barcelona)

Julia Benedetti (A Coruña)

Naia Laso (Bermeo)

Soccer

Arnau Tenas (Vic)

Marc Pubill (Terrassa)

Juan Miranda (Olivares)

Eric García (Martorell)

Pau Cubarsí (Bescanó)

Pablo Barrios (Madrid)

Diego López (Turón)

Beñat Turrientes (Beasain)

Abel Ruiz (Almussafes)

Alejandro Baena (Roquetas De Mar)

Fermín López (El Campillo)

Jon Pacheco (Elizondo)

Joan García (Sallent De Llobregat)

Aimar Oroz (Arazuri)

Miguel Gutiérrez (Madrid)

Adrián Bernabé (Barcelona)

Sergio Gómez (Badalona)

Sam Omorodion (Ciudad Seville)

Cristhian Mosquera (Alicante)

Juan Sánchez (Dos Hermanas)

Sergio Camello (Madrid)

Alejandro Iturbe (Madrid)

María Rodríguez (Las Palmas De Gran Canaria)

Ona Batlle (Vilassar De Mar)

Teresa Abelleira (Pontevedra)

Irene Paredes (Legazpi)

Oihane Hernández (Mungialda)

Aitana Bonmatí (Vilanova I La Geltrú)

Athenea Del Castillo (Medio Cudeyo)

María Caldentey (Felanitx)

Salma Paralluelo (Zaragoza)

Jenni Hermoso (Madrid)

Alèxia Putellas (Mollet Del Vallès)

Pati Guijarro (Palma)

Cata Coll (Marratxí)

Laia Aleixandri (Santa Coloma De Gramenet)

Eva Navarro (Yecla)

Laia Codina (Campllong)

Lucía García (Aller)

Olga Carmona (Seville)

Vicky López (Madrid)

María Méndez (Oviedo)

Alba Redondo (Albacete)

Elene Lete (Zumarraga)

Surfing

Andy Criere (Hendaye, France)

Nadia Erostarbe (Zarautz)

Janire González (Zumaia)

Swimming

Carlos Garach (Granada)

Mario Mollà (Barcelona)

Arbidel González (Corvera De Asturias)

Luís Domínguez (Zaragoza)

Ferran Julià (Sabadell)

Carles Coll (Tarragona)

Sergio De Celis (Barcelona)

Hugo González (Palma)

César Castro (Plasencia)

Alisa Ozhogina (Ciudad Seville)

Iris Tió (Barcelona)

Txell Ferré (Barcelona)

Marina García (Sant Cugat Del Vallès)

Lilou Lluís (Madrid)

Meritxell Mas (Granollers)

Paula Ramírez (Barcelona)

Blanca Toledano (Madrid)

Ángela Martínez (Elche)

Ainhoa Campabadal (Barcelona)

María Daza (Madrid)

Alba Herrero (Sant Cugat Del Vallès)

Paula Juste (Lleida)

Carmen Weiler (Singapore)

África Zamorano (Barcelona)

Jessica Vall (Barcelona)

Laura Cabanes (Madrid)

Emma Carrasco (Lleida)

María De Valdés (Fuengirola)

Table tennis

Álvaro Robles (Huelva)

María Xiao (Madrid)

Taekwondo

Adrián Vicente (Madrid)

Javier Pérez (San Fernando De Henares)

Adriana Cerezo (Madrid)

Cecilia Castro (San Agustín Del Guadalix)

Tennis

Carlos Alcaraz; Jr. (Villena)

Pedro Martínez (Alzira)

Jaume Munar (Barcelona)

Rafael Nadal (Manacor)

Pablo Carreño (Barcelona)

Marcel Granollers (Barcelona)

Cristina Bucșa (Torrelavega)

Sara Sorribes (La Vall d'Uixó)

Triathlon

Alberto González (Ciudad Málaga)

Roberto Sánchez (Mislata)

Antonio Serrat (Vigo)

Miriam Casillas (Badajoz)

Anna Godoy (Barcelona)

Volleyball

Adrián Gavira (San Roque)

Pablo Herrera (Castellón De La Plana)

Daniela Álvarez (Gijón)

Tania Moreno (Madrid)

Lili Fernández (Alicante)

Paula Soria (Orihuela)

Water polo

Unai Aguirre (Barcelona)

Alberto Munárriz (Pamplona)

Álvaro Granados (Terrassa)

Bernat Sanahuja (Terrassa)

Miguel De Toro (Ciudad Seville)

Marc Larumbe (Barcelona)

Martin Faměra (Barcelona)

Sergi Cabanas (Barcelona)

Roger Tahull (Barcelona)

Felipe Perrone (Barcelona)

Unai Biel (Barcelona)

Alejandro Bustos (Madrid)

Eduardo Lorrio (Madrid)

Laura Ester (Barcelona)

Isabel Piralkova (Arenys De Mar)

Anni Espar (Barcelona)

Bea Ortiz (Terrassa)

Nona Pérez (Sant Cugat Del Vallès)

Paula Crespí (L'Hospitelet De Llobregat)

Elena Ruiz (Rubí)

María Peña (Madrid)

Judith Forca (Sabadell)

Paula Camus (Madrid)

María García (Sabadell)

Paula Leitón (Terrassa)

Martina Terré (Barcelona)

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The Sweet River Band conmueven con su nuevo videoclip

Cuando escuchamos por primera vez ¨Along The Highway¨nos dimos cuenta de que no estábamos ante un tema diferente, de esos que te sacuden el alma al escucharlo. Y esa sensación no deja de crecer a medida que avanzan los cinco minutos que dura este autentico himno. Un single que se graba a fuego en el corazón y mente de quien lo escucha, el cual tiene ahora perfecta continuación con un video que esta a la altura de este autentico hit. Para la creación de este video The Sweet River Band ha contado con Laura Robles Cantalapiedra y Sara Martín Rubio Edición en la grabación y en el montaje con Sara Martín Rubio.

Grabada en Madrid, en PKO Studios por Comeback Studios, ¨Along the Highway¨ es el segundo adelanto del que será el primer largo de The Sweet River Band, “The Inner Journey”. La canción en sí misma es un viaje en el que se abordan temas como las amenazas, tanto externas como internas, a las que nos enfrentamos día a día, la debilidad y la fragilidad humanas, y la superación de las mismas gracias al amor propio y la obstinación. Se trata de una metáfora de la vida misma, en la que finalmente la luz interior vence a la oscuridad gracias a la autoconfianza y la tenacidad del protagonista de nuestra historia.

En esta nueva canción nos volvemos a encontrar con la música de raíces norteamericana pero con matices, ya que con ¨Along The Highway¨ dan un giro hacia una vertiente más moderna, pero sin perder ni un ápice de potencia y contundencia. Un single el cual se podrá disfrutar en directo el próximo 19 de octubre en la sala Clamores de Madrid. Las entradas se pueden adquirir en el siguiente enlace. Una noche muy especial donde podremos experimentar toda la energía de la banda en directo.

En The Sweet River Band nos encontramos con una banda que hace todo directamente desde el corazón y desde un amor incondicional hacia la música. Canciones hechas como antes, de una manera artesanal y siempre pensando en que fueran como la banda querían que sonaran, sin que ninguna moda o similar se interpusieran en su camino. A lo largo de su trayectoria, han recorrido toda la península, tocando en salas como Galileo Galilei en Madrid o participando en festivales como Alcalá Suena y en prestigiosos eventos musicales y audiovisuales como Los Conciertos de Radio 3 o los Escenarios Virtuales de Guadalajara.

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Gazelle Twin, Xexa, Deena Abdelwahed, Laura Roble & Ale Hop, Bela, 33EMYBW & Joey Holder, en concierto en She Makes Noise - 2024, fotografiados por Lukasz Michalal de Estudio Perplejo, imágenes cortesía de La Casa Encendida.

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“Can’t we have a normal dinner” for Drabble ask!

Well, how can I not when you specifically ask...

"Darling, the dinner is ready." Ambat felt a kiss being pressed on her cheek and she had been writing an email to one of her clients.

"Oh good, I am already getting hungry." She looked up and saw Simon standing in her home office. "I'll finish this up real quickly. Can you round up Ivory and Esme?"

"Your wish is my command," Simon did a comical bow and Ambar laughed as she watched her husband walk out of the room.

Ambar quickly finished her email and walked downstairs.

When she entered the dining room, to her suprise, she saw that the two daughters 9-year-old Ivory and 6, soon to be 7-year-old Esme were already nicely sitting in the table digging into their dinner. The girls were well-behaved but had inherited their father's laid-back attitude when it came to being on time.

"How did you manage this?" Ambar asked Simon who was sitting by the stove.

"You would not believe what the power of Granny's taco recipe."

"Well, thank you for your mother then."

"Plus, I might have promised them ice-cream." Simon scratched the back of his head.

"Anything for a peaceful family dinner." Ambar gave him a quick kiss before taking food herself.

"Girls? How was school?" Ambar asked as she placed her plate next to Simon's and sat down.

"Nothing interesting," Ivory said as she took another bit of her taco..

"Esme?"

"We learned flower names today." Esme just shrugged, "I was the only one who knew what a daffodil was."

"Thats great!" Simon cheered for his daughter.

"Mom?" Ivory had stopped eating and was staring at Ambar.

"What is it darling?"

"Can we get a dog?" She asked all a sudden.

"Why do you wanna dog?" Simon asked and he and Ambar had shared a couple of glances.

"Because they are cute," Ivory said that there would obviously not be anything else to consider.

"Darling, we are way too busy to take care of a dog right now," Ambar started explaining. Even if Roller band had retired the tour life before the girls had even been born... they still produced music.

"You don't need to do anything. I can take care of it." Ivory kept insisting.

"Honey, you are too young to care for a pet all by yourself," Simon looked his daughter in the eyes.

"But Laura has a dog. She showed me a picture of Kelvin during the last practice." Ivory, Laura Perida and Stella Balsano were the ones from everyone's offspring who had been bitten by the skating bug. They trained in the junior team of Jam & Roller every Wednesday and Friday under one of Luna's former protegees who had taken over after Juliana had retired. Ivory loved skating. She and Laura who was her age had become vast friends after they had started since they did not go to the same school.

The Perida and Balsano children went to Matteo and Gastón's old school: La Hoja de roble which was Blake's official affiliate comprehensive. Stella and Laura's older sister Aurora -Simon and Ambar's god daughter- were pretty much inseparable. Simon and Ambar's children went to a public school closer to where they lived. Ambar had grown up in a privileged but cold environment and she wanted their children to have a simple and self-sufficient childhood. So no drivers or other staff, and they walked to school. The children would still go to Blake in its due time.

"Ivory, Laura is not the one who is taking care of her, is she?" Kelvin was Gastón and Nina's family's second dog. Newton whom they had gotten on their first wedding anniversary had needed to be put down at the age of 12, and it had been especially hard on their oldest Oscar, who had been a bit quieter and more sensitive as younger.

Oscar had just turned 12 and for his birthday, they had gotten, this time yellow female labrador. He had named her Kelvin in Newton's honor. Simon had made a joke about the next dog needing to be named Celcius.

"But I am responsible enough!" Ivory countered, "I don't have a big brother and sister to make me look bad." Ambar could not help the smile forming on her lips and Simon was not trying to even hide.

"We can talk about it when you are older."

"But that will take ten years!" Ivory scoffed, scarfed down the rest of her food and started walking up the stairs to go sulk in her room.

"Well, at she put her dishes away," Ambar sighed, "She might not realize that in ten years she might have other things in her mind than dogs."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, college, life, boys..."

"Oh noh... If dog is what I need to keep her away from boys, we'll need to get her one asap." Simon started.

"You have been talking to Pedro," Ambar laughed. Pedro and Delfi's daughter Victoria was 15 and had apparently just gotten her first boyfriend. According to Delfi, Pedro was having a full existential crisis.

"Can we go to see Grandma and Grandpa?" Esme suddenly piped up and Simon and Ambar turned towards her.

"They are at Mexico, gemstone." Simon explained, "We can go during the summer."

"Thats stupid." Esme dropped her utensils, "I'll just swim there alone then."

"We just can't have one normal family dinner?" Ambar laughed as she was helping Simon to put the rest of the dishes in the dishwasher. Esme had migrated to the couch and was watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.

"What do you mean?" Simon shrugged, "This was every day in my family."

"And that is why I love you."

Okay, so once upon time I vowed that I would never write any SL next Gen content but here we are. Honestly this was actually quite fun... and one thing I know that Roller crew's kids would pretty grow up as cousins since their parents still are close