Jenni Rivera Had Ovaries of Steel

The ballsy, brash, brilliant, too-short life of the Mexican regional music queen and Long Beach girl

Back in 2003, I pitched my then-editor at the Weekly a profile about a woman for whom I didn't particularly care. Her name was Jenni Rivera, a Long Beach gal who was already a cult hit in Southern California for her unconventional, woman-power approach to Mexican regional music, but virtually unknown anywhere else. I really didn't care for her music—being a traditionalist, I found it improper a mujer would sing about getting drunk and flirting around and being proud of it, especially in a genre and culture in which females were expected to be classy damas.

But I also knew a great story when I saw one, so I went forward. Rivera's publicist gave me one hour to interview her; we talked on the phone for three while she was in a Maryland hotel room on her first East Coast tour. Over the course of that conversation, I dropped all my macho bullshit and became an eternal fan. It wasn't just the music, which was loud, brash and wonderfully unapologetic, but also what she represented: a visionary who, as I would write, "changed Mexican culture forever" simply by singing about her rags-to-riches story and urging fans to believe they also could find success if they only tried ("La Malandrina," Nov. 27, 2003).

We talked again in 2009, this time in person for a profile I was writing for Latina. We sat in the wood-paneled Woodland Hills offices of Fonovisa, the label at which she stayed for most of her career. By now, Rivera was a megastar, and her songwriting had become even better—but, as during our first interiew, she told me music wasn't enough. She wanted to create a beauty line. Beauty salons. Businesses for her daughters. A clothing line. Make the crossover to television. Acting. Real estate. Start a charity. Get into political activism. And conquer the "mainstream" English-language market that refused to acknowledge her because her success was only with Mexicans.

What was most amazing about Rivera is that everything she told me she'd do in our two interviews, she accomplished—empty promises simply didn't exist in her life. And she was just about to introduce her zaftig personality to the rest of America. Last year, Long Beach Poly inducted Rivera into its alumni Hall of Fame. She was in talks with fellow Jackrabbit Snoop Dogg to collaborate on a track. Just last week, ABC announced a development deal for a sitcom that, as Deadline.com put it, would star "Rivera as a strong, middle-class, single Latina woman working to raise a family using unique parenting skills, while struggling to run a family business and navigate her extended, co-dependent relatives—all while fighting the cultural perception that she needs a man to do it."

In other words, the story of her magnificent, inspiring life, which was cut tragically short Dec. 9 when a plane carrying the 43-year-old Rivera and six others crashed south of Monterrey, Mexico. She left behind five children, two grandchildren, her parents and siblings, and a grieving—but eternally thankful—fan base of millions.

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Rivera's tale is a Horace Greely fable via a telenova. She was born in Culver City, still in her mother's womb as they crossed into the United States in 1969. The family eventually settled in a rough part of Long Beach. Rivera dropped out of Poly when she became pregnant at 15, but she finished at Reid Continuation High School, not only earning her GED, but also graduating as class valedictorian.

And then she met societal expectations: not just those that Americans had for single mothers, but also what Mexicans had for women. Rivera became a receptionist for Cintas Acuario, the legendary label founded by her father, Pedro, that launched the narcocorrido genre and featured her brothers as hitmakers. But she saw a huge opportunity: No artist in the Mexican music industry was telling the stories of mexicanas outside the traditional Madonna/whore prism.

"I became a singer because I'm a businesswoman," she said in her 2003 Weekly interview. "I was a business child, then a business teenager, and finally a businesswoman. No other woman was doing it, so I knew I'd dominate the market.

"At the same time, I didn't just want to be another pretty body onstage," Rivera continued. "I wanted to convey a message—that women could be as bad-ass as men. Look, Mexican society is going to be macho forever because that's just how our culture is. But with so many people moving to the United States, it's changing. Mexican women no longer just sit there, expecting men to support us. We can't anymore—it's too expensive. Either you get off your ass and make something of yourself, or you starve."

Dominate, she did. Starting with novelty singles ("La Chacalosa" and "Las Malandrinas" translate as "The Jackal Woman" and "The Bad Girls," respectively) that scandalized Mexican society in the late 1990s, developing depth with age, yet never losing her sense of humor (her 2009 smash single, "Ovarios," demanded society consider ovaries as metaphors for courage the same way we lionize balls), Rivera transformed herself into someone without peer in American music. She had the ball-busting bravado of Janis Joplin sans the destructive streak; advocated the grrl-power of punk, but addressed real-life issues instead of the abstract; penned confessional dirges similar to those of Joni Mitchell, but backed by the hard-charging sway of banda sinaloense (her nickname was "La Diva de la Banda"); possessed the vocal and sartorial bombast of a Diana Ross or Cher, except she sang about substance and substances. Hers was a tough life—three divorces, a domestic-violence survivor, weatherer of continued snips by doubters who saw her as simultaneously too hood and too low-class Mexican—but it was hers, and she performed it without shame.

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6 comments
ELMEROMERO
ELMEROMERO

Good work my friend ,LA Times still have the story of her life all screwed up.

Thank you for putting the truth out there. I always loved her musica y de su hermano lupillo.La raza de Chalino Sanchez

Lori Spangler
Lori Spangler

Thanks for the insight. I had never heard of her before last week.

Vanessa Magana
Vanessa Magana

Thank you Gustavo, a few months back I started listening to her music. First song, I got hooked! She will be missed.

almahromero
almahromero

Thank you, Gustavo. This is the best piece I have read/seen about Jenni Rivera, you truly captured her essence and what this extraordinary artist/woman/mother was about. I tried leaving you a comment on your FB post but it didn't let me. I hardly ever comment unless I'm truly impressed by someone's work. You did her justice. And by the way I wasn't a fan, but I truly admired her 'ovaries of steel.' Si que fue una fregona! ... Also, I love your quote on The Washington Post article re: “For all the racket that the [mainstream media] has made about diversity over the past 15 years, they continue to fail — as if we ever expected them to succeed in the first place?” Thank you, you couldn't have said it any better. Thanks for your work.

missbrandicruz
missbrandicruz

thank you Gustavo, I actually cried reading this beautiful tribute. Long Beach will miss 'THE REAL JENNI FROM THE BLOCK".

-paulc-
-paulc-

I like how the English media is keeping her family drama out of the press...I think we all get enough of that on channel 34

 
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