For the first time in 10 years, the Tejano Music Awards (which is to say: Tejano music) is showing signs of life. For its 32nd edition, the event returns to the Alamodome (or close enough to it, the Illusions Theater) and promises to show the world the new breed of Tejano. But let's face it: in spite of their eagerness and energetic performances, the youngsters featured as the hope for the future of the genre (Ricky Valenz, Juaquin Cura, Tracy Perez, Coahuila's Grupo Massore, and others) are crowd pleasers either perpetuating the most commercial aspect of Tejano, delving into R&B/hip-hop, or rehashing what Kumbia Kings did ages ago. I still haven't found a refreshing, alternative conjunto-based approach that will completely shake up the genre by concentrating on art more than entertainment.
Yet, seeing a recovered Emilio Navaira in his last major performance before releasing his first album in more than five years, not to mention Girl in a Coma doing its own material after last year's Selena cover, is an offer you can't refuse.