My husband, who on Twitter is @cnco, recently started getting a strangely increased number of @-reply messages, in Spanglish. Things like “My amores lindos @cnco" and “I NEED A GROUP CHAT WITH @CNCO…PLEASE PEOPLE HELP A GIRL OUT,” and “@cnco what makes your favorite chica?” So he googled “cnco” and found out that it was the name of a nascent Latino boy band, five guys who had just won a Univision reality show competition and then been turned into a new product, CNCO. When the world — or the small subset of it that cares about Spanish language boy bands — became aware of them, they immediately started tweeting at them, as you do, not realizing that the handle belonged not to the boy band CNCO but to a middle-aged developer/musician in Brooklyn, who doesn’t sing or dance and whose Spanish is marginal at best.
Not A Boy Band
Not A Boy Band
Not A Boy Band
My husband, who on Twitter is @cnco, recently started getting a strangely increased number of @-reply messages, in Spanglish. Things like “My amores lindos @cnco" and “I NEED A GROUP CHAT WITH @CNCO…PLEASE PEOPLE HELP A GIRL OUT,” and “@cnco what makes your favorite chica?” So he googled “cnco” and found out that it was the name of a nascent Latino boy band, five guys who had just won a Univision reality show competition and then been turned into a new product, CNCO. When the world — or the small subset of it that cares about Spanish language boy bands — became aware of them, they immediately started tweeting at them, as you do, not realizing that the handle belonged not to the boy band CNCO but to a middle-aged developer/musician in Brooklyn, who doesn’t sing or dance and whose Spanish is marginal at best.