One summer, taking about ten years, was playing hide and seek with the children of our neighbors and have played him and look for the little girl, which we used to tease. It was an area on the outskirts of town on my last visit was completely unrecognizable, finally taken by the rich, the crumbling house that we rented for several years had already been demolished and the hectares of land and weeds that had grown around him type of house that a marriage conservative aspires to feel that he can look down upon anyone. Watching
around a corner to know how lost I was looking for us, his brother had put his fingers in the holes of a brick, like the rest of the entire row of that corner was exposed. Soon he began to scream and shake his hand, in one of the holes had a hornet's nest and to their intrusiveness had not taken anything in defense. Her sister found us right away, but the game was suspended.
After a while I had a very cinematic dream in which the facts were substantially different: in the corner, under the sun and the wind-tousled hair, a girl staring holes Brick and guessed at these nests of wasps. Squinting, curious. I saw the wall and saw her. You could feel the urgency of his thoughts, certifying that something would happen. Without hesitation, quickly as he pulled the cloth and runs in the game of the handkerchief, dipped his fingers into the nest by to find out what would happen, how to react, without being hampered by the clear exposure to pain. Whence comes this impulse?
This expression impassive but thoughtful, released when the material required and anxious to understand how the people and our nature, is what I imagine when I hear to Marina Gallardo, author whose vision is not only unique in the state music scene, but beyond its borders. His debut Working to Speak appeared in early 2008, the year in which it tried to pigeonhole with other songwriters recently appeared in a highly publicized new movement of all-female folk-pop. We must not be very smart to realize that even tucked into Marina's music we dare not face and cleared the lint cotton jersey sugar later. For starters, his writing has barely stepped on the field strictly sentimental and loving, and if has ever been as open to interpretation and not very obvious to me mistaken. In the songs materialize the image of someone independent, more interesting, abstract concerns, animal-to sit on the bank of a porch to wonder when it will be time lost in a traditional relationship and be subservient (longing as well).
Working to Speak , produced with the help of Paco Loco Attempt and is composed of eleven songs that musically succinct keep the intrigue of this understanding in progress, the raft issues and emotions irrational, the same mystery of the hornet's nest in a small hole. In the initial 'Song X' (the mystery of the title is not free) two chords well enough surrounded by a battery pressing squalls of electric guitar and piano runaway Acute leave you with the feeling that you do not know what you just to occur. At these times of turbulence when full band and Marina sounds more personal and unusual, as when the guitar volume up to 'In a Frame of my Real Temp' just as says "I'll be watching in our house" : simultaneous protection and risk, contingency. In other needed even dramatic effects, and structure and skeletal saying 'Winter' or 'Waved in the Tree' ( "Someone flies hanging in the tree / marked with sea salt, calls me by my name" ). His voice is arenácea and closed, as well as evocative and strangely inviting.
there are corners of the disk where the gloom gives way to thoughts of lighter weight, when it snuggles closer to folk in 'Stones' (the most melodic and catchy), the Old Whiskey Trip '12' (palms and pedal steel) or 'Moon's Wolf' (pleasantly playful). Escapism in the beautiful 'Bloody Moonshine' ( "Arteries broken shed in the ashtray / the bloody moonlight play with me / Everyone speech and my mind explodes ", the palpable unease when elongates the word" Explodes "), modulation of voice almost a capella at the beginning of" Savana Song 'and the overwhelming vulnerability that closes the disc that gives the piece title ( "A boat drawn across my neck dry / china dogs barking Crosswords / (...) My mouth is working to speak"; something that is closely related to drinking wolf illustration on the cover) are other props to make it, three years after its publication, a reference disk.'ll still searching among the weeds and around corners, but Marina and take a while having played the wall and saved. The cry for wasp stings, I'm sure I enmudecería.
Marina Gallardo plays tonight in the room Heliogàbal Barcelona and tomorrow will be in La [2] de Apolo part poster anniversary party seal Foehn Records.
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