Música en la Bienal at Los Jameos del Agua.
Impresionate total! / Incredible shit went down, off the hook by miles. Never ever played in a place like this / Nunca en mi vida que he pinchando en un sitio como esa.Infuckincredible. Una initiativa muy supermegachachi. Gracias a todos. Being part of such a line-up and an environment that is Los Jameos was one of those moments that stick for a long time.
Blistering performances from all crew. Za! always take their surroundings into account when opening their show, this was no different, they have you wondering where the sound is coming from. This time, the trumpet came from upon high, descending the stairs to setting in front of the reflective pool and illuminated volcanic area. Listening to Lara López’ program on RNE3, I discovered that Laraaji and Brian Eno played in this very same place many years ago. Damn, that was great, gotta say. No puedo respira!
Meneo lost his travel documents, but there was no way he was going to miss his date in Lanzarote. He arrived late, but only having to plug in his sound source, a Ninetendo or Gameboy, and that was it, no massive headache when it comes to setting up and getting right into it.
Tenerife’s Resonance brought the live element to a close his his rack of synth driven uptempo electronica.
Video below with Gonzo at the Controls: Projections and Lights: Deaxis Mundi & Simone Marin Sound: Daniel Badal
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¡Holy shit Batman!
Fátima Miranda performed in El Tanque, Santa Cruz de Tenerife a few nights ago. Four octave range intact. Too many people missed the show however those present were satisfied.
I think she can emit a sound that can register less that 0.01dB, your slightest move means you could have missed it. The ultimate in breath and voice control. You note the muscles in her face moving ever so slightly. She sings in more than one tongue. What is emitted is evokes Tuvan throat singers, or reminiscent of the Sufi lyrics of Nusrat Ali Khan and Aziz Mian. We had a brief conversation afterwards and she told me she had seen Nusrat perform twice. As Aziz would do, it seems that dialogues with a God were talking place during her performance. Moments of discourse and possession, with deep voices turning child-like in less time than it takes to blink. She knows how to play with the lighting, shadows and the surrounding space very well too well, at one moment slipping behind her companion Marc Egea – who was holding us together with the drone tones his hurdy gurdy – and without missing a turn, taking over his instrument with one hand, while he moved to play a flute. Fascinating all ’round. Big hand of applause to Nestor Torrens and Pura Martinéz for bringing Fátima and Marc to our doorstep, and to Daniel Badal for precision handing of the lights.
Fátima: Entre Salamanca y Samarkanda (Cantos Robados)
Marc Egea: Hurdy Gurdy