Latin American rap seems to echo a lot of my concerns. I was particularly delighted upon discovering French-Chilean MC Ana Tijoux: She, too, is the daughter of political exiles. She also grew up in a world of ambiguities, shadow-boxing the demons of her parents' culture while figuring out the monsters of her own world. Artists like Tijoux fill a unique void: While rock en Espaol licks its wounds as the curtain closes on its golden era, salsa stagnates and reggaeton becomes a monotonous and nonthreatening Top 40 factory, Latin rappers have created unique new sounds and lyrical content that would make Victor Jara proud.