A Despedida Playlist To Bid POTUS Farewell : Alt.Latino As President Obama leaves office, Alt.Latino digs up some of the Latin music that's found its way into the Mixtape-Maker-In-Chief's playlists.

A Despedida Playlist To Bid POTUS Farewell

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(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "ME GUSTAS TÚ")

MANU CHAO: (Singing) ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

FELIX CONTRERAS, HOST:

From NPR Music, this is ALT.LATINO. I'm Felix Contreras. This week, we are marking the peaceful transition of power that is a tradition here in the United States. As one president and his family leave the White House here in Washington, D.C., the next president and his family move in. Over the course of his eight years in office, President Barack Obama has hosted many musical events at the White House and invited the public in to share the rich musical culture of the U.S., from jazz to country to Latin to classical, and of course, his favorite, Motown and R&B. He has also been a prolific mixtape curator, using his iPod at first and then eventually creating Spotify playlist to give us an idea of what's on his mind musically. So this week on ALT.LATINO, we're going to listen back to some of the music included on those playlists, including this song, "Me Gustas Tú" by Manu Chao.

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "ME GUSTAS TÚ")

CHAO: (Singing) Me gusta correr. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la lluvia. Me gustas tú. Me gusta volver. Me gustas tú. Me gusta marihuana. Me gustas tú. Me gusta colombiana. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la montaña. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la noche. Me gustas tú. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais pas. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais plus. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je suis perdu. ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Doce, un minuto. Me gusta la cena. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la vecina. Me gustas tú. Me gusta su cocina. Me gustas tú. Me gusta camelar. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la guitarra. Me gustas tú. Me gusta el reggae. Me gustas tú. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais pas. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais plus. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je suis perdu. ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Me gusta la canela. Me gustas tú. Me gusta el fuego. Me gustas tú. Me gusta menear. Me gustas tú. Me gusta La Coruña. Me gustas tú. Me gusta Malasaña. Me gustas tú. Me gusta la castaña. Me gustas tú. Me gusta Guatemala. Me gustas tú. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais pas. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais plus. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je suis perdu. ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

UNIDENTIFIED SINGER: (Singing) ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais pas. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais plus. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je suis perdu. ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais pas. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je ne sais plus. ¿Qué voy a hacer? Je suis perdu. ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

CHAO: ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

UNIDENTIFIED SINGER: ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

CHAO: ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón?

CHAO: ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Cuatro de la mañana.

UNIDENTIFIED SINGER: A la bin, a la ban, a la bin, bon, ban. A la bin, a la ban, a la bin, bon, ban. Obladí, obladá, obladí, da, da. A la bin, a la ban, a la bin, bon, ban.

CONTRERAS: It's curious how much Barack Obama has in common with the music that we play on our show here. You know, the other person in the White House who has a strong musical influence is FLOTUS, the first lady of the United States. We're going to sneak in one from Michelle. This is "My Shot" by Lin-Manuel Miranda from the soundtrack to "Hamilton."

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "MY SHOT")

LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA: (As Alexander Hamilton) (Rapping) I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. I'ma get a scholarship to King's College. I probably shouldn't brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish. The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish. I got to holler just to be heard. With every word, I drop knowledge. I'm a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal. Trying to reach my goal, my power of speech unimpeachable. Only 19, but my mind is older. These New York City streets get colder. I shoulder every burden, every disadvantage. I've learned to manage. I don't have a gun to brandish. I walk these streets famished. The plan is to fan this spark into a flame. But, damn, it's getting dark, so let me spell out the name. I am the...

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R. We are meant to be.

MIRANDA: (As Alexander Hamilton) (Rapping) A colony that runs independently. Meanwhile, Britain keeps s****ing on us endlessly. Essentially, they tax us relentlessly. Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree. He ain't never going to set his descendants free. So there will be a revolution in this century. Enter me.

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) He says in parentheses.

MIRANDA: (As Alexander Hamilton) (Rapping) Don't be shocked when your history book mentions me. I will lay down my life if it sets us free. Eventually, you'll see my ascendancy. And I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry.

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) And I'm not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. It's time to take a shot.

DAVEED DIGGS: (As Marquis de Lafayette) (Rapping) I dream of life without the monarchy. The unrest in France will lead to 'onarchy. 'Onarchy? How you say? How you - oh, anarchy. When I fight, I make the other side panicky with my...

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) Shot.

OKIERIETE ONAODOWAN: (As Hercules Mulligan) (Rapping) Yo, I'm a tailor's apprentice. And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis. I'm joining the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance to socially advance instead of sewing some pants. I'm going to take a...

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) Shot.

ANTHONY RAMOS: (As John Laurens) (Rapping) But we'll never be truly free until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me. You and I, do or die. Wait till I sally in on a stallion with the first Black battalion. Have another...

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) Shot.

LESLIE ODOM JR: (As Aaron Burr) (Rapping) Geniuses, lower your voices. You keep out of trouble and you double your choices. I'm with you. But the situation is fraught. You've got to be carefully taught. If you talk, you're going to get shot.

MIRANDA: (As Alexander Hamilton) (Rapping) Burr, check what we got. Mr. Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot. I think your pants look hot. Laurens, I like you a lot. Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle calling the pot. What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot? Popping a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not. A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists. Give me a position. Show me where the ammunition is. Oh, am I talking too loud? Sometimes I get overexcited, shoot off at the mouth. I never had a group of friends before. I promise that I'll make y'all proud.

RAMOS: (As John Laurens) (Rapping) Let's get this guy in front of a crowd.

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry and I'm not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country, I'm young, scrappy and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. Eveybody sing. Whoa, whoa, whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa). Hey. Whoa (whoa). Woo. Whoa (whoa). Said, let 'em hear ya (Yeah). Let's go. Whoa, whoa whoa. I said shout it to the rooftops. Whoa. Said, to the rooftops. Whoa. Come on. Yeah. Come on, let's go.

RAMOS: (As John Laurens) (Rapping) Rise up. When you living on your knees, you rise up. Tell your brother that he's got to rise up. Tell your sister that she's got to rise up.

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) When are these colonies going to rise up? Whoa, whoa, whoa. When are these colonies going to rise up? Whoa. When are these colonies going to rise up? Whoa. When are these colonies going to rise up? Whoa. Rise up (rise up).

MIRANDA: (As Alexander Hamilton) (Rapping) I imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory. When's it going to get me? In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? If I see it coming, do I run or do I let it be? Is it like a beat without a melody? See, I never thought I'd live past 20. Where I come from, some get half as many. Ask anybody why we living fast and we laugh, reach for a flask. We have to make this moment last. That's plenty. Scratch that. This is not a moment. It's the movement. Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went? Foes oppose us. We take an honest stand. We roll like Moses, claimin' our promised land. And? If we win our independence, is that a guarantee of freedom for our descendants? Or will the blood we shed began an endless cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants? I know the action in the street is exciting, but Jesus, between all the bleeding and fighting I've been reading and writing. We need to handle our financial situation. Are we a nation of states? What's the state of our nation? I'm past patiently waiting. I'm passionately smashing every expectation. Every action's an act of creation. I'm laughing in the face of casualties and sorrow. For the first time, I'm thinking past tomorrow.

UNIDENTIFIED ACTORS: (As characters) (Rapping) And I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot. Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry. And I'm not throwing away my shot. We're going to rise up. Time to take a shot. Not throwing away my shot. We're going to rise up. Time to take a shot. Not throwing away my shot. We're going to (we're going to) Time to take a shot (Rise up). Time to take a shot (Rise up). Time to take a shot (Rise up). Take a shot shot, shot. A-yo, it's time to take a shot (time to take a shot). Time to take a shot (time to take a shot). And I am not throwing away my shot.

CONTRERAS: "Hamilton" became a cultural force in and of itself during the last couple of years, and probably aided by the fact that the Obamas really like the play, so much so that President Obama invited the star of the show, Lin-Manuel Miranda, to come to the White House to do a little freestyling. The president stood there and held up some cards, and Lin-Manuel Miranda - well, things just came out this way.

(SOUNDBITE OF ARCHIVED RECORDING)

BARAK OBAMA: All right, drop the beat.

MIRANDA: (Rapping) He's throwing up some words. I'm going to say some freestyling that you never heard. Constitution, the POTUS. I'm freestyling. You know this. Obamacare, OK, I'm looking up because it was hopeless before. You enacted that system. The Federalist Papers. Hamilton wrote the other 51 and greater. And Sunny and Bo. It's canine. It's insane, asinine. Oh, my gosh. I'm freestylin' down the line. NASA. I want to see if we can get over to Mars and rap more bars and spit bars and leave a carbon footprint on it and lower my emissions. And this is Lin-Man freestylin' in Congress. It's a transmission. I hope that Congress works to our agenda. Innovation's important. You really got to center yourself. Create something. We need a new justice for the Supreme Court. In short, oh my gosh, this is my book report. And immigrants, we get the job done. This is so fun. POTUS is holding up the signs. I'm not done. It's the Oval Office. Oh, my gosh. I can't believe I'm there. It's so much more intimidating than the fit with square. Opportunity knocks, and I can't stop. I'm here with the president and my pops, and yo, the mic drops.

OBAMA: How good is that? That's - you think that's going viral? That's going viral.

MIRANDA: I did not see those words prior.

CONTRERAS: You know, President Obama was also the first resident at the White House to have grown up in an era to be influenced by hip-hop, and his musical influences reflected that in the performances and on the playlist, like this track by Spanish rapper Mala Rodriguez. This is called "Tengo un trato."

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "TENGO UN TRATO")

MALA RODRIGUEZ: (Rapping) A mi no me saques tu genio que te lo mato. Si estás gordo, lo dejo flaco. Si estás flaco, tómate algo. Huye de lo malo, búscate un trabajo pa' hacer algo sano. Aunque no me fie eso, aquí dentro hay luz. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Lo tuyo más barato, mi lengua pa' mi gato y dos bombos, candalera y escenario. Y aire, que pulmones, ya tengo pa' llenarlos, que yo tampoco me creo na', milagro. Pero si me pongo lo hago, si tengo tema salto. Y si no, me callo. Estoy en la línea que da más miedo. Aquí pa' tocar, no hacen falta dedos. Y si no, mira mi tanteo. Boh, niño, uh, que mal te veo. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco Lo mío pa' mi saco, lo mío pa' mi saco. Ah, hay que ser más bueno que los malos. Dame mi virtud, quédate mi fallo. Si me pasé con la sal, no tiene remedio. To' eso es lo que hago, justo después de hacerlo. Hombre, mudo, antes que ciego ya sé que pedir socorro no vale pa' na'. Le pedí barril, a favor, pedí uno lleno. Lo mejor significa barre en tu terreno. Dice que hay que sonar, po' sueno. Son, misiones en el cielo, así. Así pisé yo el suelo, así, así me quito el velo, pa' ti lo que yo más quiero. Estoy en la línea que da más miedo. Aquí pa' tocar, no hacen falta dedos. Y si no, mira mi tanteo. Boh, niño, uh, que mal te veo. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco Tengo un trato, lo mio pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco. Tengo un trato, lo mío pa' mi saco Lo mío pa' mi saco, lo mío pa' mi saco.

CONTRERAS: You know, there's a long history of musical performances at the White House. And over 35 years ago, PBS decided to create a series called "In Performance At The White House" to formally document these performances. And President Obama's first offering was Fiesta Latina from October of 2009. It featured a wide variety of Latin music styles. The music director was Sheila E. And it was hosted by George Lopez, who had a really interesting way of thanking the president for inviting us there.

(SOUNDBITE OF TV SHOW, "IN PERFORMANCE AT THE WHITE HOUSE")

GEORGE LOPEZ: On behalf of everyone on the show and everyone back there, we'd like to thank you for having us over outside...

(LAUGHTER)

LOPEZ: ...In a tent...

(LAUGHTER)

LOPEZ: ...Out back.

(LAUGHTER)

LOPEZ: Thank you.

CONTRERAS: Los Lobos played there that day, and they played this track, "Cumbia raza."

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "CUMBIA RAZA")

LOS LOBOS: (Singing) Allá en la tierra de mis padres, allá en la tierra de los dioses se oye un ritmo muy alegre que lo bailan día y noche. Cumbia, cumbia rica, cumbia de mi patria. Cumbia, cumbia, hermosa cumbia, cumbia de mi raza. A los cuatro vientos yo les canto con mi alma y corazón. Te aseguro que no miento cuando canto esta canción. Baila, baila, mi cariño. Baila, baila este danzón. Que bonito le meneas. Morenita es basilón. Cumbia, cumbia rica, cumbia de mi patria. Cumbia, cumbia, hermosa cumbia, cumbia de mi raza. Cumbia, cumbia rica, cumbia de mi patria. Cumbia, cumbia, hermosa cumbia, cumbia de mi raza. Allá en la tierra de mis padres, allá en la tierra de los dioses se oye un ritmo muy alegre que lo bailan día y noche. Cumbia, cumbia rica, cumbia de mi patria. Cumbia, cumbia, hermosa cumbia, cumbia de mi raza. Cumbia, cumbia rica cumbia de mi patria. Cumbia, cumbia, hermosa cumbia, cumbia de mi raza.

CONTRERAS: Los Lobos with the track "Cumbia Raza." They played a live version of that at the White House on the Fiesta Latina in October of 2009 as we listen back to the presidential playlist of Barack Obama. You know, Gloria Estefan was also on that show, and she made a remark about how the president kept playlists.

(SOUNDBITE OF ARCHIVED RECORDING)

GLORIA ESTEFAN: And I am privileged that President Obama told me that he has this song on his iPod. Thank you.

CONTRERAS: The song is "Mi Tierra" by Gloria Estefan.

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "MI TIERRA")

ESTEFAN: (Singing) De mi tierra bella, de mi tierra santa, oigo ese grito de los tambores y los timbales al cumbanchar, y ese pregón que canta un hermano que de su tierra vive lejano y que el recuerdo le hace llorar. Una canción que vive entonando De su dolor de su propio llanto y se le escucha penar. La tierra te duele, la tierra te da en medio del alma, cuando tú no estás. La tierra te empuja de raíz y cal, la tierra suspira si no te ve más. La tierra donde naciste no la puedes olvidar porque tiene tus raíces y lo que dejas atrás. La tierra te duele, la tierra te da en medio del alma, cuando tú no estás. Siguen los pregones, la melancolía y cada noche junto a la luna. Sigue el guajiro entonando el son. Y cada calle que va a mi pueblo tiene un quejido, tiene un lamento, tiene nostalgia como su voz. Y esa canción que sigue entonando corre en la sangre y sigue llegando con más fuerza al corazón. La tierra te duele, la tierra te da en medio del alma, cuando tú no estás. La tierra te empuja de raíz y cal, la tierra suspira si no te ve más. Tiene un quejido (mi tierra), tiene un lamento (mi tierra). Nunca la olvido (mi tierra). La llevo en mi sentimiento, sí señor (mi tierra). Oigo ese grito (mi tierra), vive el recuerdo (mi tierra). Corre en mi sangre (mi tierra). La llevo por dentro como no (mi tierra). Canto de mi tierra bella y santa (mi tierra), sufro ese dolor que hay en su alma (mi tierra). Aunque esté lejos yo la siento (mi tierra) y un día regreso yo lo sé. Siguen los pregones, la melancolía (mi tierra) y cada noche junto a la luna (mi tierra). Sigue el guajiro entonando el son (mi tierra). Y cada calle que va a mi pueblo (mi tierra) tiene un quejido, tiene un lamento (mi tierra). La nostalgia de su voz (mi tierra) me llega con fuerza al corazón (mi tierra). La tierra te duele, la tierra te da en medio del alma, cuando tú no estás. La tierra te empuja de raíz y cal, la tierra suspira si no te ve más.

CONTRERAS: In November of 2014, "In Performance At The White House" made a special salute to the troops. It included artists like Mary J. Blige, John Fogerty and Willie Nelson. And bachata performer Romeo Santos did a song from his days with the popular group Aventura. And this was called "Ahora Dime Quien." And it's a story about a father who goes off to war and doesn't come back.

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "JOSE (AHORA DIME QUIEN)")

AVENTURA: (Singing) Las maletas en la puerta, Jose ya se va marchar, ah ah, a la guerra por su patria sin fecha de regresar, ah ah. Dice a los niños recen mucho por su padre, los voy a extrañar Y una esposa preocupada, una agonia con ganas de reclamar. Jose... ¿Quién nos cuida y nos protege como tú siempre lo has hecho? ¿Cómo duermo si dormía acostadita en tu pecho? ¿Quién despierta mis mañanas con chulería y besitos? Y en esta Navidad, ¿quién alumbra el arbolito? Y aunque tengo la ezperanza de que Dios sigue tus pasos se sabe que un soldado fácil puede fracasar. ¿Quién me da la garantía de que volveras a casa porque miro tu retrato y me dan ganas de llorar. Ahora dime quién. Ahora dime quién. Aventura. Les presento Mary Benery. She's nasty. Llora, violin, llora. Una historia un poco amarga Jose tiene que partir, ah ah. Un soldado en batalla sin saber cual es su fin, ah ah. Ya se despide y le dice al más pequeño no llores así, que pronto vuelvo y la esposa en silencio oculta el sufrir. Tiene un nudo en la garganta pero no quiere llorar. Ella sabe que con llantos nada puede remediar. Y disfraza su tristeza con su risa angelical aunque muriendo por dentro le quisiera reprochar. Jose.... ¿Quién nos cuida y nos protege como tú siempre lo has hecho? ¿Cómo duermo si dormía acostadita en tu pecho? ¿Quién despierta mis mañanas con chulería y besitos? Y en esta navidad, ¿quién alumbra el arbolito? Y aunque tengo la ezperanza de que Dios sigue tus pasos se sabe que un soldado fácil puede fracasar. ¿Quién me da la garantía de que volveras a casa porque miro tu retrato y me dan ganas de llorar. Ahora dime quién. Ahora dime quién. This one goes out to all those fallen soldiers, the heroes that go to battle for us. May they rest in peace.

CONTRERAS: Romeo Santos with the song "Ahora dime quien," a tribute to fallen soldiers and their families as we wrap up this look back on a presidential playlist created by President Obama over the last eight years. And before we play the last song, I do want to remind you that you can hear all of these songs that we play today in their entirety on our website at npr.org/altlatino. And don't forget to follow us and reach out to us on Facebook and Twitter. We are NPR's ALT.LATINO. And we're going to end the look back at this presidential playlist with a track that President Obama and I have in common. It's the old-school '70s band War, and their track "All Day Music." And I think it's a fitting theme for a very musical president. So President Obama, if you're listening, from all of us at ALT.LATINO, thank you for all the great music over the last eight years. I'm Felix Contreras. This has been ALT.LATINO.

(SOUNDBITE OF SONG, "ALL DAY MUSIC")

WAR: (Singing) Music is what we like to play. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. All day all day all day all day all day. To soothe your soul, yeah, all day. Down at the beach, y'all partying down, making love or just lying around. To soothe your mind, yeah. Music is what we like to play. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. All day all day all day all day all day. To soothe your soul, yeah. All day. Let's have a picnic go to the park. Rolling in the grass till long after dark. To soothe you mind, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Down at the beach, y'all partying down, making love or just lying around. Let's have a picnic, go to the park, rolling in the grass till long after dark. Down at the beach, y'all partying down, making love or just lying around. Let's have a picnic go to the park. Rolling in the grass till long after dark. Down at the beach, y'all partying down.

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