One of the successes of neo-festivals in maintaining vitality lies in their capacity for reinvention and their spirit of irreverence. This is, once again this year, the case of Sa Revolta in Vilafranca de Bonany. This year, the collective has once again shaken up social networks and the town with the release of a promotional video clip that directly parodies the figure and style of urban superstar Bad Bunny.

The most enthusiastic of the group sends us advertising for throwback parties to the WhatsApp group in the hope of exciting us and forcing us to see each other. I rejected one because the ad used songs by El Canto del Loco and La Oreja de Van Gogh. I have no masochistic inclinations. There are those who refuse to attend "remember" sessions. The commodification of nostalgia is exhausting, and it's as if our parents were getting together to dance to songs by Karina or Los Diablos, like on that joint tour of old glories they called Mágicos 60. With the adolescent insolence of back then, it seemed like something for old people. Now, a faction of friends is making a plan that invites us to live on the edge: an afternoon snack on a Sunday at ten in the morning.

Obviously, the worst part hasn't been the music, but the reactions it's provoked. Bad Bunny sings in Spanish at the Super Bowl, and Spanish nationalism is choking on its own drool, all because this happened right in front of Trump.