Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Best Underwear For Balls

Remembering Avicenna Manuel Cuesta Córdoba


La Espiga as ghost ship of the night, and parted nimbus vision where the miracle of warmth. What is night if not cordial, dressed in the willows of the mystery. The Tang, like space, has the hospitality of the meeting, because even the same materials, people and nice and secluded that provision, make one think that new episodes are still to come. So in Córdoba in places like La Espiga, with the effective action of its own programming, which is the best way to connect, behind closed doors, with any true initiative for change.

One of these changes, although it is a repeat offender in the new landscape of the city at night, it represents the singer Seville Manuel Cuesta. The music of Manuel Cuesta, the composition of their songs in a long poem between love and joy, and despair of red on the calendar next to the profile of mother-of Audrey Hepburn, is a dream that goes well with the ear, so he has intimate discovery. Increasingly linked to the city, Manuel Cuesta going to Cordoba and transit routes true, with a wine at Bodegas Guzman and a reed in the Courier, as we will offer a repertoire that, in recent years has not moved much of the transformation space more personal, which is to be poured on a composer but he himself notes, softly. The rhythms are the same, the tunes also, however, there is a sinister presence that sometimes appears in the abyss of other possible worlds, on a cliff even sensed gives the alarm. Music as awareness, word and music.

In recent years, and this could argue a lot, the trend has been interested and very well directed, to revile anything that smacks of singer-songwriters. Song of the author or uncle giving the plate, with the guitar and plaid shirt, in folk plan. Someday I should explain, in these terms, the damage done to the famous English culture scene, it was moved that she has not left much. Today, everybody pulls the indie , because the songwriting is so reviled that to see who has balls, forgive me, getting into a scenario that aesthetic. Well, here's a songwriter of all life, and also talented. Disciple of Woody Guthrie, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, but Pablo Guerrero, and the two Silvios Serrat, Seville and Cuba. Poetry made words, with a vocation to be sung, as in the poems of Rodolfo Serrano and Miguel Angel Ortega, Lucas. Welcome to the future.

0 comments:

Post a Comment