I’ve spent some time surfing around the myspace page of Las Manas Tres a Latina group based out in California. They describe themselves as follows:

Las Manas Tres (Maya, Milta and Cruz) are hybrid poetas bringing the fuerte flava, heating the heart and melting the mind from the Bay to L.A. Their stilo is characterized by a mixture of theater, spoken word and movement, centered around themes of social justice, sexuality, motherhood and the relationship between first and third world women.
Born from the Las Manas Sisterhood Circle, individually these women are accomplished in their own right. As a trio they take their creativity to new heights using sisterhood and storytelling to inspire collaborative pieces that delve into pain, injustice, love, family, community, and identity, which conjure a potent potion to fend off the plague of self sabotage. Their newest work pokes fun and peels back the layers of community building and relationships, speaking from the in between spaces as hi-tech aztecs, cyber mamas and spiritual beings. They’re always ready to bring the hotness. Yaddamean?

They also have ask this provocative question:

As somebody who has struggled to answer this same question, I think the answer is yes. Art builds things, and what is revolution that *means* anything that doesn’t build instead of destroy?

What do you think?