When it comes to talking something in relation to the sex of the subjects who produces while bored pile, it is easy to drown in vacuous platitudes or exercises that usually hide machismo or at least misogyny. But I must say that females, regardless of age, is able to speak of a much larger universe of sensations, to see life from many points of view and hours in the day and always keep a mystery involved.
Girls can be so topical or not.
So I'm realizing that I was more interested in music made by women. My latest musical love is embodied Neko Case, but the list is long: Hildegard Von Bingen, Billie Holliday, Kate Bush, Suzanne Vega, Elizabeth Frazer, Lisa Gerrard, Siouxsie Sioux, Sade Adu, Patti Smith, PJ Harvey, Rickie Lee Jones, Joni Mitchell, Sinead O'Connor, Tracey Thorn, Roisin Murphy, Tujiko Noriko, Leila, Imogen Heap, Björk. Varied as
this universe, oozing femininity and mysterious as I find the women, everything that rears its inner world gives me entranced.
will age.
All that you feel very well to music.
back to my delicious contemporary Neko Case, guilty of making an album that has charmed me from start to finish: Fox Confessor Brings The Flood . I stress it for a number of contemporary reasons, but mainly because I still feel that I miss the rice (musically, of course, the other already cooked)
... dreamer.
At first he put country gringófobas blew my alarm, I even predisposed to disappointment and made a mental bet on how many songs would endure, paying two to one that did not exceed three.
Three times I heard the entire disc without stopping.
The first time far away, cleaning the kitchen, with the intention of paying cursory attention, but not stopped: every time I called attention to a melodic turn, a sequence of chords or a tear in her voice. And suddenly it's over, so we had to put it back because and I was intrigued. And then again because they were the stars from the window and wanted to listen to Jim to see if that was really good and the heat was affecting me.
been years since I spent it.
is the color of a desert road movie , the claw of his punk past. Not content with easy formulas without losing the simplicity. Tune, but tasty tune. It has blues, catharsis. Music for Barflies on a dusty road maybe Dakota, but never naive or complacent. Unequivocally gringa, but those that are not on TV. Music of a generation that has suffered a Reagan and both Bushes and not misleading. Pretty
're screwed. And yet no place for beauty. Or to invent a new one. Singing
well.
I think and that's enough for me.
The fact that Neko Case record refuse aguerridamente transnational, MTV's and other paraphernalia is just one more fact about the many delights it holds.
To me the music, and the rest is periphery.
