Music critic Milo Miles on the wild career of the Queen of Latin Soul: La Lupe has never been given as thorough and carefully selected a retrospective as the two-disc anthology Puro Teatro. If there’s any cultural justice, it should redeem her completely. She was much more than a wild woman — she was a whole gang of them at once.
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