Following on from the success of their 2015 masterpiece Embrace of the Serpent, Colombian duo Cristina Gallego and Ciro Guerra are back with Birds of Passage, a powerful and unique vision of the Colombian drug trade, seen through the eyes of an indigenous Wayúu community in the Northern tip of Colombia. Danny Concha spoke to the Colombian... Continue Reading →

This article was originally written for BritEs Magazine It all started with a DNA test. A sample of saliva that would compel Puerto Rican rapper René Pérez Joglar (a.k.a Residente) to embark on an immense journey of self-discovery. A genetic revelation that would force him to walk away from all the fame and fortune of his... Continue Reading →

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MgryNTWCrk&t=20s The tucked-away village of San Basilio de Palenque in northern Colombia undoubtedly deserves a shout-out for being amongst the “most amazing places you’ve never heard of”. To this day, it remains an astonishingly potent symbol of Afro-Colombian identity; a living, breathing, fighting display of community pride and resilience. If Cartagena is the so-called ‘jewel of... Continue Reading →

This article was originally published in The Bogota Post on the 28th August 2017. LINK HERE “Una mano más una mano no son dos manos, son manos unidas. Une tu mano a nuestras manos, para que el mundo no esté en pocas manos, sino en todas las manos” "One hand, joined with another, are not... Continue Reading →

One rainy evening, Pedro Medina gave me some good advice: “Whenever you comment on anything paradoxical, controversial or even remotely problematic Danny… hay que hacer sandwich”. Simply put, the idea is to “sandwich” your criticism between two healthy slices of praise; to give the bad with the good. Today, I want to “hacer sandwich” with my comments... Continue Reading →

At the crack of dawn, each Monday morning, Alejandro Garcia – the 76-year old pilot – drives his old red jeep up into the clouds to teach the children of Tunjaque the harmonica. He lights the stove in the dark, careful not to wake Gilma... or even less so Tobi, snoring in his basket on the... Continue Reading →

It’s been almost two decades since the cement mixers stopped churning in Samper. Once the pride of La Siberia – an unforgiving wasteland outside Bogotá, in the harsh altitudes of Chingaza – the factory now stands derelict. Abandoned. The “Chernobyl of Chingaza”. A ghost town that casts a shadow coloured with paradox; tales of revolution... Continue Reading →