As a native Californian, I look back very fondly on the first time I crossed into Mexico and walked down Revolution Blvd (the main drag in Tijuana, Mexico). Its a right of passage, a shock to the senses.. Music blaring from all angles as drug dealers, prostitutes, terrified tourists, confused kids and desperate drunks melt under the Mexico sun.

Federales keep a watchful eye with fully loaded assault rifles and donkeys spray-painted like zebras pose for photographs. It is truly a magical place. The song "revolution Girls" is a celebration of the "special" type of love that exists in this Mexican Graceland. The story of a boy falling in love with a beautiful Hispanic prostitute. In one fowl swoop his naive lust takes him down a road from which he will never return. Not that he would ever want to.