Alexander Guerra and his conjunto norteño group, Legado 7, were playing a show in Bakersfield, and the scene was lit. The small bar was hotboxed; people could smoke marijuana in peace. Guerra, the band’s lead singer and songwriter, was ripping through “El Solecito” (“A Bit of Sun”), an ode to smoking blunts that sounds like Jack Johnson doing Rebelution via Los Tigres del Norte but talks about raising desmadre. And in the sea of men in tejanas and women in tight jeans, Guerra saw “these two old Rastafarian-looking black guys with dreads down their backs” walk to the front of the stage, light a gallito (a.k.a. a blunt) and start dancing.
“You know, it’s crazy,” Guerra says now, laughing. “The only people who listen to norteño music are Mexicans, but Legado 7 is blazing it with Rastas.”
Such is the power of these four guys from Orange County who form one of the biggest underground groups in Southern California’s Mexican regional-music scene. They narrate the underbelly of OC’s marijuana trade through their contemporary conjunto norteño, with specific shout-outs to plebes across la naranja such as El Niño, Frog, Deer, Avocado, CL1, A1, El Afro and Asian Eyes.
But they’re more than just another narcocorrido group. The band’s Instagram bio describes their music as “lumbre corridos” (fire corridos), but they really mean “blazing”—as in hitting a bong, a roach, whatever. They actively promote the stoner lifestyle and drop plugs for Master Kush strains, waxcecito (dabs) and just the sheer pleasure of being high on all of their songs.
On Legado 7’s most famous song, “El Afro” (“The Afro”), Guerra drawls, “El corrido que yo canto no es para un mafioso/…
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