“I didn’t know in what field, but I did know I was going to be a big artist.” “I lived dreaming up my life, imagining what I’d become,” she said. I’d lock myself in my room and act in front of the mirror.” She grew up surrounded by Dominican genres like merengue, dembow and bachata, but when she was around 14, she discovered a whole new musical universe online: Pink Floyd, Bob Marley, Nicki Minaj, Rihanna. “Aside from that, I was always creative,” she recalled. She talked back to her teachers and was expelled from schools - and was often punished physically, she added.
They’d find me making out - someone always found me making out!” she said with a laugh. Tokischa is the first to admit that she was rowdy in school. Her father was incarcerated when she was young. When her mother relocated to the United States, Tokischa moved around often, living with aunts, godparents or other relatives. Her parents separated, and she lived with her mother until she was 3 years old.
Tokischa Altagracia Peralta was born in Los Frailes, a working-class neighborhood in Santo Domingo Este, but had an itinerant youth. When her set ended, Tokischa, beaming, pulled her panties off from under her miniskirt and tossed them to a woman in the audience. One woman climbed a metal fence, twerking above the crowd. Fans belted every word, their voices audibly hoarse. The ground, once covered in grass, was now an obstacle course of mud puddles. She unbuttoned her periwinkle blouse, revealing a hot-pink conical satin bra underneath, and the audience squealed. “I want to get wet with you guys!” she shrieked, walking out from under the stage awning and into the crowd. It was raining at the Isle of Light festival that night, the kind of Caribbean deluge that arrives in a flash.
The scene resembled the summoning of a cult leader, and the Dominican firebrand Tokischa, a rapper known for her prurient lyrics and high-profile collaborations, emerged onstage.įor the next hour, the 26-year-old performer rapped about her bisexuality, carnal pleasures and doing drugs, all over speaker-frying dembow and trap beats. “Po-po-la!” they shouted, deploying the local slang for vagina. SANTO DOMINGO, Dominican Republic - On a mid-March evening here in the capital, a crowd of hundreds of festivalgoers wearing fairy wings, rhinestones and rainbow face paint began to chant.
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