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Ximena Sariñana - No Todo Lo Puedes Dar

No Todo Lo Puedes Dar, Ximena Sariñana
Warner Music, Mexico
Rating: 78
by Sam Rodgers

2008 was an interesting year for pop music - six years ago, some of the now biggest names in music were still emerging or being scrutinized for longevity (Adele, Rihanna, Katy Perry, Kanye, Beyonce, Lady Gaga, to name a few). We were also seeing a dismantling of genre, for every Kings of Leon in "rock", there was a Bon Iver; El Guincho was being fawned over by Pitchfork, and Calle 13 spawned a track called "Electro Movimiento." In the "alternative" corner strange (MGMT, Juana Molina) and whimsical (Fleet Foxes, M83, Vampire Weekend) things were happening, better melodies were being written, now every layman was starting to get their head around this new-fangled website called YouTube (2 years old) and the mainstream would soon spend time with unknown music if the visuals were eye-catching enough (OK, Go's "Here It Goes Again" was early in 2009).

The year 2008 could be seen as the year obscurity started finding that spotlight quicker (five years later there'd be Lorde), and a year where there was plenty of space on the charts for female pop artists to fill (Taylor Swift was still playing country gal, and "Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It") came out just as the year ended). It was also the year Ximena Sariñana released Mediocre, a Grammy-nominated debut that seemed eager to showcase all the genres jostling for pop's crown at the time, from Alicia Key piano-smashing balladry (best tracks "Normal" and "Mediocre") to Natasha Bedingfield sunniness ("La Tina", "Vidas Paralelas"), all anchored by a signature voice not shy of jazz licks, and "old soul" lyric writing. Six years later, Sariñana has released her second LP in Spanish (after a valiant English-language release three years ago), and the pop landscape has changed yet again. Where does it fit?

With time, what worked best on Mediocre was Sariñana's knack for a biting lyric and memorable melody set to the moodier compositions. Here she seemed more genuine: whether it's because of the naturally dour timbre of her voice, or the slightly jarring nature of genre-hopping, it's unclear - but Sariñana could've been doing Daria-chic years before a certain New Zealander claimed it. Pop audiences can be unforgiving if an artist doesn't encapsulate an archetype, so it goes that her quest to be three-dimensional may have been Sariñana's undoing in the strictly pop world.

No Todo Lo Puedes Dar is Sariñana's most personal offering - there's definitely a more mature, experienced element to the lyrics, rather than the 'Life, In General, Can Suck It' grandiosity of youth - and Sariñana reports she produced 70 per cent of the album, steering it with more confidence, and presumably towards a more consistent sound. The first single, "Sin Ti No Puede Estar Tan Mal", stomps around the bedroom in cherry Doc Martens more than it skips, and the strangled self-confidence of the lyric reveals a self-aware petulance of those who've recently lost the beginnings of something. There's a (perhaps annoying) parallel with Taylor Swift's recent "Blank Space" in its tone, but the track is by no means a snapshot of the rest of the album.

The stormy piano ballads are here (title track and "Un Amor / En Medio de la Noche"), but with "Ruptura" and album closer "Cuidado Conmigo," Sariñana builds the songs until she's kicking back the piano stool and electric guitars and an orchestra are revealed behind the curtain - they are unforgiving battle cries, the latter a stand out track for its wall of noise (and credits to Álex Ferreira). Sariñana has been hurt, and the sombre tone imbues the whole album. Even when the opening of a track ("No Voy a Decir Que No") bounces along, Sariñana shifts gears in the bridge, using punchy minor key changes to remind the listener she's got a few more words to say on this wrongdoing. On the more upbeat numbers, Sariñana winks at the listener, letting us know she knows that she's crafted "just another" break-up album, again striving for a three-dimensionality, or self-awareness that, while mostly forgivable (the aforementioned melodic "traps" she lays down for former paramours), at other times can come across as self-conscious (a laugh at the end of the brilliantly enigmatic "Parar a Tiempo" is puzzling). While there's heartache here, there's not much wallowing. Lines are being drawn, defiantly.

Sonically, there is a clearer theme of continuity helped by co-"composer," Juan Manuel Torreblanca, whose touches are felt throughout with experimental dramatics. There are moments of perfect sublimity throughout No Todo Lo Puedes Dar: for the majority of "Parar a Tiempo", which is reminiscent of Color the Small One-era Sia in its intimacy; the jazz break of "La Vida No Es Fácil," a song which is positively reminiscent of a Lafourcade-filtered Lara track. There's enough grit, angst, and surprises on this album to keep it from Adult Contemporary land, which, one suspects, is not where Sariñana wants to end up (and seems where a label will want her). And this destination is the question only partially answered with No Todo Lo Puedes Dar. With her growly, un-angelic voice (in a good way), and undeniable songwriting talent, what boundary does Sariñana want to push next? One can't help but wonder - especially on the more volcanic outbursts on this album - that Sariñana will benefit most from letting shit fly, using her obviously sophisticated tastes to ground rather than influence a less hemmed-in version of herself. Here she's toeing the line between likeable pop and a dirtier alternative, how she refines this will be another step closer to owning a sound that's purely Sariñana-esque.

Festival Imperial 2012

by Pierre Lestruhaut

Being one of the two CF writers who lives somewhere south of Mexico, and the only one living in Central America, I can imagine that most of our readers who know what it’s like to yearly attend a festival of the SXSW or Nrmal caliber, will have a huge WTF reaction when they read the line-up of this festival held last week in Costa Rica, and that I’ve just decided to write about. What most mipsters probably don’t realize, though, is just how much being an indie kid in this part of the world, where buzzbands become buzzworthy with a usual delay of about five to ten years (just try to figure out why they’re bringing The Flaming Lips and TV on the Radio all of the sudden) means you’re just not gonna see the bands you like playing live. Point being: it’s hard out here for a hipster.

Most (loud) discussions that took place after this year’s line-up was announced weren’t precisely centered around the matter at hand (i.e. the artists that were playing the festival and their musical and cultural impact), but rather the audience that the organizers were trying to bring for the weekend to pay for over-priced food and beer. Going back precisely to what appeared to be like the festival’s mission statement, which was something about “reaching out to a new audience.” I’m actually still trying to figure out what audience that really is. I’ll try to explain that in the following Venn diagram.

Though maybe, and just maybe, we’d like to think that this might be a statement of negation, perhaps the refusal of perpetuating the idea that a festival has to consist strictly of crowd-pleasing acts and white...dudes...holding...guitars. Which is kind of another way to say let’s forget about Enrique Iglesias and Zoé, and instead bring Ximena Sariñana and Bomba Estéreo. Which for me, you know, pretty much does it. We weren’t expecting Dënver and Rita Indiana, anyway.

So onto the actual performances, Ximena Sariñana’s was the first one I saw, beginning early on Saturday afternoon, and I’ll admit that even though I pretty much slept on everything she had done before 2011, I would still have the spirit to shallowly classify her music as something only the Blanca Méndezes of the world would truly and genuinely like. But after getting into her earlier work in Spanish, I started abandoning that original idea I had and began to appreciate some of her older songs, precisely those from Mediocre (“Mediocre,” “Normal,” “La tina”), which were by far the absolute highlights of her performance. Most of the songs from the self-titled album are way too flat and shallow to light up a festival crowd, and I think even Blanca was sort of lukewarm about that album anyway.

Sariñana's guitarist has a "drone" moment

Bomba Estéreo were scheduled to play the next day and were the only early afternoon band that actually used the irresistible heat in their favor, and (annoying wordplay coming) set the whole shit on fire for the entire hour of their set, even more so when they closed out with “Fuego.” While something like The Flaming Lips on Saturday night (which I’ll get to later on) used all kinds of props and projections to intensify, or even produce, the feeling of energy and liberation in their performance, Bomba Estéreo were actually their own ineffable flow of energy, emanating from singer/rapper Li Saumet bouncing around the stage and a rhythm section that went on a ruthless pursuit for beatific repetition. This was not just electrocumbia, it was the onward congregation of rhythm, noise, flow and rhyming, pumped at a volume that caused your every muscle to forget the heat and not stand right there. Plus the kids look irresistibly cool on stage and Li Saumet should totally be a fashion icon.

A couple of hours later, La Mala Rodríguez also hit the festival and, even though I consider her to have pretty much developed (or at least brought to the big stage) an absolutely unique flow style that has endured the test of time and several records with different producers and types of beats, her more rock-oriented sound supported by a guitar player and an actual drummer had her sounding decidedly not like her. Seeing La Mala getting closer to the stretches of rock music, and stepping even further away from the boom bap of Lujo Ibérico, is the kind of move I wouldn’t exactly want to see her doing.

In regards to the other hip hop act in the fest, I’m not sure if the discussion of whether Cypress Hill should be covered by us has ever taken place (what’s there to cover about them in this day and age anyway) but I assume that a band that released an album called Los grandes éxitos en español, interacts with their audience in Spanish, and has a Cuban member that coincidentally asks his DJ to “bring that Latino shit,” should be enough to be considered “ours.” I was never really much of a fan of either of their two MCs, but I reckon that Julio G was doing a fine job of channelling DJ Muggs, who was really capable of laying a pretty decent beat any day (DJ Muggs vs. GZA, anyone?). Besides, fifty year old dudes rapping while smoking pot on an outdoor stage really look like absolute pirates next to the kind of show dudes like Curren$y or Main Attrakionz could pull out at a club.

Blurry Bomba Estéreo is blurry

I wasn’t particularly lit up on the selection of local acts for this festival (even if there was a pretty decent crop of emerging independent rock musicians), mainly because our two favorite ones, Las Robertas and Monte, were not part of it. Although their bass player and drummer were featured with their other bands, The Great Wilderness and Zopilot, I failed to see them on account of checking out something more interesting happening on the main stages. There's also the fact that I can catch these bands every month in San José for the price of one beer inside the festival. I wandered around through most of the local acts that I had the opportunity to see, and Sonámbulo were pretty much the only ones that did it for me. Like always, they managed to pull out a very enthralling trance-inducing show, and eventually got a deserving Tunde Adebimpe seal of approval, plus an Austin City Limits call-up on the same day. Still, I do kinda feel like I need to consume some sort of drug to really appreciate this band’s music after 15 minutes of it.

A quick note on a few outsider acts, which were the ones that people were naturally most eager to see in this fest: I really fucking hate Gogol Bordello; TV on the Radio put out a great set and was the best noisy guitar show of the weekend not featuring Steven Drozd; and Björk can be summed up by what the drunk-yet-very-wise dude in the audience yelled at the end of the show: “that crazy bitch came to kick some serious ass.” The only full set I got to see at the predominantly electronic stage was DJ Shadow’s, who, after the crowd went on a small display of Costa Rican idiosyncrasy as they got impatient at how long installing the whole gear was taking, walks in looking like your high school soccer coach, has a small diplomatic word about how he “likes all types of music,” and then proceeds to immerse the crowd in the biggest collective head nod I’d ever seen (at some point even the guys from security were into it). And throughout the whole duration of the set, dude’s just too fuckin' busy to notice anything going on around him because of how he’s single-handedly kicking the shit out of his turntables, samplers, pad, and laptop, surfing through 30 years of electronic music in one single table.

And finally getting onto The Flaming Lips, as a longtime enthusiast and follower of indie music and culture in general, there’s always a part of you that starts rejecting the more conspicuous elements of it. Which is why most indie kids have seen the term indie, fall under negative connotations about glasses and hats and movies with songs by The Shins. The thing with the Flaming Lips’ show is that it’s precisely conceived around forcibly stilted weird and quirky elements of indie (or “weird music” as the term is starting to be coined around the internet), like their coming out of a giant vagina, the inedibly obsolete bubble walk, or the ridiculous costumes of the on-stage dancers. But in spite of the show’s own blatant weirdness, when I heard the first few notes of “Worm Mountain,” and even more so when they played “What Is the Light?” (my favorite song from The Soft Bulletin), I simply couldn’t help myself from crying. I, owner of an original copy of Zaireeka, devoted fan of The Soft Bulletin, hater of “The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song,” and only dude in my section of the crowd who did the Yoshimi karate chop, wept like a goddamn baby. Because after years of living in this isolated and indie-forgotten part of the continent, after having to travel hundreds of miles away from home just to get a small taste of weird music somewhere in the world, it was at that point that I realized weird music had finally come to our home.

Ximena Sariñana - Ximena Sariñana

Ximena Sariñana, Ximena Sariñana

Warner Music, Mexico


Rating: 73

by Blanca Méndez



Those of us who have followed Ximena Sariñana since her Luz Clarita days are holding our collective breath at this momentous and precarious time in the young artist’s career. She is taking that huge step into the English-language market and basically starting from scratch. In Mexico and much of Latin America, she might be a star, but to this new market, Sariñana is a newcomer who will have to earn her keep. And judging by her non-stop touring and press schedule, she’s working hard to carve out a space in the English-language pop landscape. That space has, for the most part, already been carved by other singer-songwriters like Vanessa Carlton, Sara Bareilles (who she recently toured with), Natasha Bedingfield, etc. But Sariñana has the ability to widen that space if she pursues some of the more interesting sounds she’s made on this self-titled album.



She's played it safe with single releases so far; “Wrong Miracle,” “Shine Down,” and “Different” are all agreeable, but not quite inspired. To be fair, “Wrong Miracle,” co-written by Aqualung of all people, is definitely a grower. It can appear trite upon first listen, but after a few spins, you’ll find yourself singing along, though perhaps confused as to what exactly you’re singing. Is the wrong miracle immortality/long life per the line “I am a million years old”? Or is it transformative powers per “I am a ship in a bottle, a monkey’s tail, a blue lagoon”? Kind of weird things to turn into, no? Am I missing something? What is Aqualung even doing these days, anyway? I have so many questions about this song!



“Shine Down” is undeniably the best of the singles so far. The dreamy chimes, skittish guitar melody, and slightly frustrated-sounding, yet still steady percussion clash spectacularly, still allowing the vocals to float effortlessly above the commotion. But there are other songs on Ximena Sariñana that are darker and far more intriguing. “Tomorrow,” with its tinny echoes and start-and-stop beats, feels like driving through a tunnel or like the time lapse of a city at night, while “Lies We Live In,” a frank look at navigating relationships, is one of the tracks most reminiscent of her Spanish-language work in its brassy elements and sly lyricism (“we can stop pretending I know who you are”). Sariñana seems as comfortable with nonchalant directness as she seems uncomfortable with executing choreography (see: the video for “Different”), but it’s still quite far from what we heard on 2008’s Mediocre.



“Different” is actually a pretty good and succinct review of the album in itself. Lines like “failing to communicate” are apt when there are quite a few puzzling lyrics throughout that didn’t quite cross the language bridge. From speaking to Sariñana, you get the impression that she has a strong command of the English language. Considering that and the team that she worked with on the album, I’m not sure why there’s still so much lost in translation. She might still have a lot of work to do lyrically, but musically Sariñana is exploring some truly fascinating sounds and, though I, like many of you, sometimes wish she would return to her jazz roots, I’m still excited to see where she takes her “new” pop career. When she sings “can’t believe all the risks I’m taking” on “Different,” she has good reason to be surprised at/impressed with herself. A crossover is a big move that few have pulled off successfully. But with big risk comes big reward, right? Here’s hoping it all pays off.











LAMC 2011 Lineup: Rita Indiana, Ximena Sariñana, Napoleon Solo, Francisca Valenzuela, Hello Seahorse! + More



Club Fonograma had LAMC fever last year when our beloved writer Blanca Méndez (a newbie back then) and guest photographer JP Abello brought the one-week experience to our personal computers. CF won’t be covering this year’s Latin Alternative Music Conference unfortunately, but that doesn’t stop us from getting excited about it. Plenty of people we love will be there. LAMC week will run July 6-9 and, as it does every year, will bring Latin Alternative’s cream of the crop to New York City. What we love about this event is that it’s not only an industry forum, but is also people-oriented. Some of this year’s exciting performers include Los Lobos, Ely Guerra, Hello Seahorse!, Ximena Sariñana, Choc Quib Town, and Francisca Valenzuela. New York will also get to see hot new bands like Venezuela’s La Vida Boheme and Spain’s Napoleon Solo. And, of course, there’s something about RITA INDIANA playing at Central Park that just seems epic.

♫♫♫ Poncho feat. Shannon Funchess of !!! - "D.I.S.C.O"
♫♫♫ Anthony Santos (Uproot Any Moombachata Mix) - "Vete"
♫♫♫ Ximena Sariñana - "Tu y Yo"
♫♫♫ Napoleon Solo - "Lolaila Carmona"

SXSW Entry #8: Random Round-up!

Well, this is the end of the line for my SXSW 2011. Blanca still has an excellent interview with Gepe to bring y'all, but in the meantime, here's some short, ALL CAPSy, nuggets from this year's festival.
  • As pictured above, some muralists in Austin are a tad RAYCESS (really, this chale one is the most appropriate part of the building I could post).
  • He was perhaps the most anticipated act at SXSW, and for the most part, James Blake really showe--ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
  • Even though his live show was pretty much aural Nyquil, I will say that Mr. Blake's re -appropriation of Justin Bieber's former haircut was pretty awesome.
  • Owen Pallett was very very VERY good in concert--even when he's playing just by himself with a violin. And he also delivered the best line at SXSW when he reminded the crowd to "Never say 'faggot."
  • Ximena Sariñana's boyfriend is a vegan and eats gluten-free pancakes, but she eats meat like a barbarian and YOU WILL LIKE IT!
  • Next rap act I see live that overuses this fucking airhorn will be KICKED IN THEIR PANSA. Curren$y and Shabazz Palaces may thus continue to live. Das Racist can fucking die.
  • Gold star award goes to Tune-Yards, oh I'm sorry--tUnE-yArDs. Amazing in concert. "Bizness" is going to drive everyone who rides in my car crazy over the next 4-6 months.
  • Thao from Thao with the Get Down Stay Down #cangetit
  • Davila 666 is loud as all hell and I am so angry at myself that I never caught one of their sets in full. I promise I will make it up to them one day and post a concert review immediately, provided I don't spend the next day at an otolaryngologist.
  • For those disgusted by my initial posting of a half-eaten veggie torta, I present both an apology and a rebuttal:
  • Well, that's it for me. Thank you to all the artists, journalists, and industry folk who helped me with various Club Fonograma-related stuff all week, thanks to Carlos Reyes for diligently answering his e-mails and TALKING SHIT ON TWITTER BEHIND MY BACK. Just kidding, I still love you. But not as much as I love you people who indulged me over the past few days and read these posts. I couldn't have done it without you. As always, my standing offer to purchase food for you on the streets of Austin continues. But please, no pulled pork for a while...

SXSW Entry #6: Gepe, Ximena Sariñana

I was a responsible adult on Friday and had a real breakfast (breakfast tacos because I am in Texas, duh) at the Brooklyn Vegan party. I split most of my time between that party (like a good vegan) and the Mexican Summer x Gorilla vs. Bear party. Didn't see any Fonograma-approved artists at either, but I kind of fell in love with Grimes.



At the Brooklyn Vegan party, I formed a special bond with an Austin native (shout out Leanne!) over our mutual love for beets, and she invited me over for an afternoon snack (beets, of course). On our way to her house we stumbled upon a backyard party, which it turns out I also wandered into last year because I ran into my old goat friend. We also saw Taylor Hanson and had a moment because we were both pretty big Hanson fans back in the day. Go ahead and judge, but you know you love "MMMBop."



But even more awesome (and relevant to this blog) was the Billboard showcase at Prague. I finally fulfilled my years-long dream of seeing Gepe live. He, accompanied by Pedropiedra, played an incredible set. Maybe I'm getting emotional in my old age or maybe I'm just that big of a fangirl, but I got a little worked up during "Salon Nacional De Tecnologia." Though the crowd got into it, most folks weren't familiar with Gepe. I overheard a few comments about how he sounds like Peru and wanted to scream, "It's Chile, people!"



Ximena Sariñana was up next, and it was clear that she was the one everyone was there to see. The place was packed, and as soon as she started, my view was immediately obstructed by everyone's phones, many of which stayed up for the duration of her set. Note to everyone who does this: PLEASE STOP. After opening with "Mediocre," Ximena quickly got into her new songs. I particularly enjoyed "Shine Down" because it got everyone dancing. She also played one of my favorites, "Normal." Yeah-uh, commentary on traditional gender roles! After Ximena's set, I had the pleasure of sitting down for a chat with Gepe and I did a pretty great job of maintaining composure even though my inner dialogue sounded something like "OMG OMG OMG." Highlight of SXSW for sure.


Featured: Ximena Sariñana - “Tu y Yo”



Featured: Ximena Sariñana - "Tu y Yo"
Warner Music


Mexican songstress Ximena Sariñana is preparing the release of her second album, out later this year on Warner Music. It will be the follower to her triumphant first record Mediocre (2008), one of the most critically acclaimed debuts in the past decade. Over the past three years she’s been working on movies, making self-discovery trips through Omar Rodriguez’s bands, supporting up-and-coming artists (Daniela Spalla, Alex Ferreira) and crafting what will also become, her first record in the English language. Judging from what we heard during her latest U.S. tour, the pop-melody magic and piano-led warmth will translate effortlessly.



“Tu y Yo” (produced by Natalia Lafourcade) is one of Ximena’s favorite songs on the new album, and also, the only Spanish-language track. The song’s old-school entrance is mournful and immediately fading, a few seconds away, the melodic progression turns into a delicate piece full of emotional & melodic shifts. The song is sometimes affectionate, sometimes devastating (“en esto del amor no hay mas que un corazon”), it shines, dissolves and slowly fades away beautifully. Lafourcade is turning into a multi-dimensional producer, one that knows how to withhold and surrender resources to beautiful love songs.



Lyrically, Ximena’s gorgeous imagery tells the story of a fragile couple; when he flies, she runs, when he drowns, she swims. “Tu y Yo” is exactly that, an emotional breakdown of a couple’s courtship, the trajectory of catching up with love. Under the production work of Lafourcade, David Sitek (TV on the Radio, Yeah Yeah Yeahs) and Greg Kurstin (Lilly Allen, Ladyhawke, Beck), Ximena seems to be on her way to international success.




Download! ♫♫♫ "Tu y Yo"
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Stream: Ximena Sariñana - "Wrong Miracle"


Here it is: our first peek at Ximena Sariñana's upcoming English-language album. The song, "Wrong Miracle," is a basic, jaunty little pop/rock ditty. The cynical observer would comment that this sounds a bit too much like her one-time collaborator Jason Mraz, or whatever faceless Canadian-flavor-of-the-month is currently on top of VH1's Top 20 Countdown (and it always seems to be some Canadian, am I right?). And yes, it is pretty harmless, but it's not exactly bland or gag-worthy either. And really, that's a big enough relief in itself. We don't know what else to expect from the upcoming record, but if Ximena can breakthrough with even a minor pop/rock classic akin to Gemma Hayes' Night on My Side or Metric's Fantasies, then we can all breathe a collective sigh of relief. Oh, and if this is any indicator that this could totally fit on the radio, my Mom really likes this song. So she's got that going for her...

Sneak Peak: Daniela Spalla - Magma EP



Daniela Spalla is one of our favorite Argentinean artists, and the answer to our prayers as she’s the closest performer we’ve encountered that does some truly great R&B within our circuit. There’s something in her graceful voice that brings up much of the genre’s qualities, the mid-tempo heights, the introspective secular, the boldness of every phrase and the vulnerability that they seem to leave behind. While we’re fascinated by the soulful tones and contemporary baggage, her first release is also a pop revelation of a powerful voice will be hearing a lot from in the upcoming years.

She is about to release her 4-track debut EP tilted Magma, her first step towards her anticipated full album debut to be completed in 2011. As an upfront, we’re featuring a very special sneak peak of her album, from which you’ve already heard “Por Hoy Al Menos,” one of our favorite tracks on Fonogramaticos Vol.8. The song features Ximena Sariñana doing her best guest work yet. The track is a high-gloss, high-heeled vindication on commitment, “es todo lo que puedo dar sin pensar en perder.” Every layer here is so well adjusted it almost feels choreographed, unleashed, and romanticized towards those last seconds in the song where both ladies sing “no sostengo tanto dolor,” in a devastating realization of the inessential and side of love.

We’re also presenting another track from Magma titled “Arruinarmelo,” which finds Daniela Spalla at her finest, making circular pieces with a piano foundation, to eventually, crack them open in confident and sexy schemes. This is one very attractive half we’re listening to, catch the full release next week at her official website, Magma will be available for free download.


24 Hours with Ximena Sariñana


Last Monday, Club Fonograma’s Andrew Casillas saw Ximena Sariñana perform as her tour rolled through Austin, TX. Despite each party’s best efforts to meet up after the show (Andrew could not be found because apparently his green sweatband isn’t bright enough), they were resigned to congregate the following afternoon. What started out as a casual invitation to lunch turned into a 24-hour whirlwind of shopping, drinking, shit-talking, and intellectual discourse. Oh, and he managed to squeeze in an interview during al
l of this. What follows is an account of that 24-hour period, with the pertinent transcriptions appearing intermittently throughout…

Tuesday, 3 p.m.

I met up with Ximena and her band at a vintage store on South Congress avenue, a multi-block strip of secondhand stores, trendy and moderately-priced restaurants, a variety of food carts, and frustratingly impossible parking. However, I didn’t so much meet her band, as I noticed them. Mainly, because they were the only Latinos on the block dressed with the same hipster panache as me. So, yeah, don’t let anyone ever tell you that racial profiling never works. [Writer’s Note: This is not an excuse to racially profile anyone. Apartheid’s over, people.] After exchanging well-mannered greetings and jokes about the sweltering heat with the band, Ximena came out of the shop. After a quick introduction, we agreed to conduct an interview as we all walked from shop to shop. From the moment we walked into our first kitsch-filled antique store and began expressing incredulous statements as to some of the items (Seriously, a wooden doll arm for $18. Not the doll itself. Just the arm. Creeeeeeeeeeepy.), I knew that this was going to be unlike any other Club Fonograma interview that I’ve ever conducted.

Andrew Casillas: You’re 24, but you made that last album about 3 years ago. A lot of the songs weren’t really about things that you’d think a 21 year-old would really sing about.

Ximena Sariñana: Depends on the 21 year-old. Some of them are intense.

AC: Take for example, “Normal,” [Writer’s Note: I probably the greatness of “Normal” about 77 times throughout our time together. Sorry of it bugged you, Ximena] that’s a song which, on it’s face, is about this unbearable kind of weight being put on a romantic relationship, with this world weary tone. It’s the type of song you’d expect to hear from a singer who’s really lived what its saying. Would you say that your music is mature beyond your age, or do you just see the music as a reflection of your life?

XS: Well yeah, I just write about stuff that, at least on that first album, that’s very reflective. I think stuff through a lot, and I try and find to see what I’m doing wrong than what other people do. I’m always questioning myself and the outcome of things—that’s how I was brought up, to always question myself. On the first album there’s a lot of that, looking back at relationships and analyzing things from a very cold point of view, very dark—

AC: Analyzing things from you personally? Or things that you’ve seen?

XS: No, from my personal view. For example, “Normal” was kind of like a lot of relationships grouped together on one song, and it was just talking about how everything in the end, like you’ll go into a relationship and everything is so passionate, and so full of feelings, and everything is so extreme, and then time passes, and it’ll turn into something normal—it’ll end. Or how, at the same time, it’s something that you feel very passionate about but everybody’s been through that kind of intense love. Being normal just takes validity out of it—everyone going through it kind of takes away the value. And that’s kind of like what “Normal” spoke about. But there’s a lot of that in the first album. It’s very reflective about past situations and my feelings about them and analysis. It’s very open and honest, and I’m not worrying at all about being judged.

Tuesday, 4 p.m.

Continuing our discovery of Austin’s most decadent ephemera, Ximena, her band, and I began discussing some of the more notable features of Austin’s nightlife. Or at least, I attempted to, until the conversation turned towards where one can get cheap beer in this town. [Writer’s Note/Travel Tip: Barton Springs Saloon has $1 Miller High Life on Tuesdays. Really, there’s no other option.] Of course, the natural result of this talk on frugality was Ximena deciding to buy a pair of shoes.

AC: It’s interesting that we’re referring to your songwriting being very personal, because you personally have a very interesting history. I don’t think I’ve ever encountered a musician whose music I passed along to friends, only to have them become excited because they remember you from a soap opera from like 12 years ago…

XS: The amazing thing about the soaps is that they just re-run them, and re-run them, and re-run them, like people recognize me more for those three soaps than for all of the music or movies that I’ve made since then.

AC: It’s because you were the antagonist. EVERYONE loves to hate the villain. Of course, you were like 13, which is sort of twisted.

XS: Hahaha. Of course.

AC: Uh-oh. It appears that [the band] wants to begin drinking…

Tuesday, 5 p.m.

So here we are. Sitting on the patio of Doc’s Motorworks, I felt compelled to re-pay Ximena and her band for allowing me and some friends free entry into her concert by buying them a few pitchers of Dos Equis. [Writer’s Note: Dos Equis really is the Bruce Bowen of beers. It’ll never be in the Hall of Fame, but still a totally reliable part of your team. Not to mention that Kobe Bryant really hates them both.] From here, Ximena and I discussed serial television (fine, we just talked about novelas), fast food (she calls San Antonio-based fast food chain Taco Cabana her “favorite thing ever.” As someone from San Antonio, I say “Ew.”), and carbonated soda (particularly Big Red, which honestly is the most delicious thing ever), before continuing with the interview.

AC: What is your goal? Are you just trying to grow specifically under your own terms or do you want to become as big a star as you can while still maintaining your sense of art?

XS: That definitely is a goal, and I think that’s everybody’s goal. I don’t think anybody will tell you the opposite, and if they do, they’re lying. {laughs} It’s like the ideal process. To be able to live from what you do without compromising, what you really like without changing your artistic voice. I mean, come on! Who wouldn’t want that?! To be able to make money off of this. It’s the best deal ever.

(Writer’s Note: Ximena then takes a sip of Doc’s signature margarita, looks up, and says “Oh shit.” I think I should also mention that she was earlier warned by yours truly that said margaritas would “fuck you up.”)

XS: Once you start the path of writing and making music, and going into the business. That’s definitely the main and ultimate goal for everyone. But it never was my goal to make a living out of music. I mean, I was singing jazz and I wanted to start making an album that I was gonna do on my own and everything was gonna be super organic in little baby steps, and then as soon as I put that thought out into the world, suddenly I had managers watching out for me, and then a record contract. And then before I had two songs, I had an album that I had to turn in and then I was like “Oh shit! I gotta start writing music! Oh fuck!” I was going crazy, writing and writing, and it’s been like that since then, even with this second album. The same thing, I was thinking in baby steps, to manage it easier. And then suddenly, BOOM!, something happens that throws me into this tornado that makes me come out way higher than I thought I would be at this point.

Tuesday, 9 p.m.

After about two hours at Doc’s, I needed to get away for a few hours to study (and sober up). However, I agreed to meet up with Ximena and the band later that night at a local interior Mexican restaurant. At our second meeting, Ximena and I discussed some of the more notable events from her show, including the sound at the venue, her merchandise options, and an incident where Ximena had to tell a group of chatty women to be quiet between songs. But what I was really interested in talking about was the most abrupt change in her sound. Ladies and Gentlemen, Ximena Sariñana is now singing in English. Yes, amongst some new Spanish songs (including one co-written with Natalia Lafourcade), and old re-mixed favorites, were programming-based English-language tracks. Of course, being completely new songs, they didn’t exactly get the most enthusiastic response from the crowd, but for the most part, it was an intriguing enough direction that I had a few questions about it.

AC: You’re known for singing in Spanish, but you also speak pretty much perfect English. And you’ve proven on this tour that you can write and sing songs in English. What’s your personal feeling about the divide amongst many Latin musicians regarding singing in both languages?

XS: I’m not at all skeptical of it. I just think that the problem with a lot of musicians that sing in English before singing in their native language is that they find writing in English easier. And my only feeling with writing in English versus in Spanish is that you can do whatever you want as long as it’s a challenge, you know? That was my initial approach towards Spanish. I grew up studying in a British school, and all of the music that I mainly listened to was in English; I guess it was just natural for me to write in English first. But I found Spanish to be such a beautiful language and so important to me, to be able to master that language, that I just focused 100% on my Spanish songwriting. And that was why I started writing in Spanish, and why I developed my Spanish-style, I guess. For example, nowadays, I feel like I’ve reached a certain point in my Spanish writing that I can say that I’ve clearly established a way of expressing myself that works. Now I find it a big challenge to do it in English.

Tuesday, 10 p.m.

At this point, pretty much everyone is tired and/or drunk. At this point, everyone begins discussing music making, music writing, and music criticism. Of course, these are not topics that I’ll bore you with writing about further. Instead, I will enlighten you with some of the details from our Village People argument. Look at the following cover to their “Macho Man” 12”, which Ximena’s programmer apparently purchased earlier in the day for 25 cents (which is still about 35 cents too much for a Village People single):

OK, so I see a cowboy, a construction worker, a police officer (who clearly influenced Eddie Murphy’s late-80’s stand-up wardrobe), an Indian, and a “biker.” But WHO THE HELL IS THE GUY AT THE END SUPPOSED TO BE?! The “normal” one? Is he the older brother of Rerun from What’s Happening? Did he just forget his costume at home?! We need to have this answered!!

AC: So Spanish was the challenge at the beginning and you mastered that. Now English is the challenge. Do you, when you sit down to write, have in your mind that you’re going to write in Spanish/English today? Or does it come more organically?

XS: I wish it was like that, all organic and stuff. But to tell you the truth, it all comes from a prior decision. In my case, for example, I’d written a couple of songs in English, [while] most of my writing had been in Spanish, and then suddenly I realized that I had this bulk of Spanish songs already and very few English songs, and I went through a very important phase in my record-making process where it just hit me—I was taking the easy route. I could have produced the album myself or done more, but then everything would have been very organic, but I wouldn’t have grown as much as much as I feel like I have. That’s one of the reasons that I started writing in English more. It was part of the challenge.

Wednesday, 11 a.m.

That next morning, Ximena texted, asking for places in town where she can get fruits and veggies. While there were certainly many options around, I figured that I would suggest the Whole Foods headquarters that was a few blocks away from her hotel. However, it appears that the rest of her band was, um, “tired” from the night before, so this turned out to be a private lunch between a future big-time lawyer and a current major label pop star.

From the moment we got there, it was apparent that Ximena REALLY LOVES WHOLE FOODS. She was virtually in awe of all of the food stations, and the variety of choices available to her. And did I mention that she’s already been to Whole Foods many times?? Oh, and did I also mention that I freaked out too? And that I’ve been to this particular Whole Foods dozens of times over the past few years? What I’m saying is, I’m completely full of shit. So of course, while Ximena went from station to station looking for healthier food to eat for lunch, I went straight to the Indian station and loaded on the curry. Because NOTHING beats the heat on a 90-degree day than some spicy ass food and fresh-squeezed lemonade.

After we finally sat down to eat (the future lawyer pays, just in case you were wondering), Ximena and I kept the conversation light, mainly discussing the awesomeness of El Paso (CHICO’S TACOS FTW), At the Drive-In/the Mars Volta (Ximena’s boyfriend is guitarist Omar Rodriguez-Lopez), and the best music of 2010 so far (her pick is Owen Pallett’s delightfully ornate Heartland, my choice is still Four Tet’s There is Love in You). But there’s also talk about her personal disdain for social networking, and how she is too easily compelled by it, but becomes frustrated by the amount of time that she ends up putting into it. And we even had a chat about Club Fonograma’s delightful commenters (we both love each and every one of you…especially Carla Morrison ;)).

AC: Obviously you have a bit of a dramatic background. Do you bring that into your music or do you consciously not act while you’re singing?

XS: I think there’s definitely a bit of acting when it comes to performance, especially when I would sing jazz standards. It really helped me to have that kind of acting background. There’s a lot of taking what you’re saying and relating it to something that you’ve lived through; find a point of recognition in the song so you can make it more your own. It’s the same process when it comes to character building. I really think that stayed with me, at least to remind myself that I’m interpreting and that I have to come through with a point, and set a point across to the audience. Acting definitely helped me do that.

Wednesday, 1 p.m.

Right in the middle of our Whole Foods shopping (Ximena wanted to pick up some gluten-free foods for the road and home [stash pictured above]; I jumped at the chance to purchase some good green chai tea), her band called asking us to meet them at the Clay Pit, a downtown Austin Indian restaurant. Resigned to the fact that Mexico would not likely come back from a 2-0 deficit to the Netherlands (CURSE YOU, VAN PERSIE!!!), I figured this would be a good distraction. What followed was some light-hearted “business” talk, and a verbal judo match over “What’s the best city in America?” with the final candidates coming down to Austin, Seattle, San Diego, and Chicago during the summertime. Oh, and there was one tip for the ladies: Girls, the key to Juanes’ heart is through Metallica. So I suggest you begin memorizing Master of Puppets and Ride the Lightning as soon as possible. I see no possible downside from this.

AC: I want to talk about the second album. Let’s face it: your first album was very successful, at least by Mexican pop standards. Do you feel any pressure for this next album, especially considering the fundamental changes in sound and language?

XS: Well…I try not to think about it in terms of success. I don’t wanna put that kind of pressure on [myself], especially now that I’m barely finishing it, and I just tried to do the best that I could, and that’s pretty much all that I was focused on. Now, when I see that the deadline is coming, that’s when my head starts thinking, more than in terms of sales, I think “Am I making the right choice? Did it come out right?” I don’t know how people are going to receive this bi-cultural, bilingual thing. There’s just a lot of fear, of course. But I guess that’s how it is with any life project or change. But I made a decision, my decision was to jump in, front all consequences, and make the best out of it, and enjoy it as much as possible.

Well, that was my 24 hours with Ximena Sariñana. While some of you may have been expecting some sort of rock star-stereotypical decadence and insanity, let’s remember that the industry has changed. No one can afford to party like they used to, well, unless you’re under the impression that Gossip Girl is a documentary.

I’d like to thank Ximena and her band (including Gustavo Gallindo) for all of their warmth and good cheer during their short time in Austin. Sadly, I was not able to procure any Big Red for them to try, but they still provided me with this wonderful quote to close this piece with:

AC: Carlos Reyes: shy, or just a giant pussy?

XS: HAHAHAHA. He’s the nicest guy, but yeah, he’s super shy. [which is totally nice girl-speak for “giant pussy.” Sorry, ‘los.]


El Trio De Omar Rodriguez Lopez - "Miercoles"

Ciencia de Los Inutiles is the first 2010 release by Omar Rodriguez Lopez. Ok, that’s supposed to be funny. You know us bloggers complain on the amount of album he puts out every year, but in reality, we admire the fact that he is actually able to pull it off. As we mentioned on the Xenophanes review, Ximena Sariñana’s vocals play astonishingly great among Rodriguez’s expressive hysteria. It’s hard to measure the impact of a release like El Trio de Omar Rodriguez Lopez, but judging from this video alone the magic is still there. "Miercoles" is as smooth and slow-paced as my nostalgic Wednesdays. This is good enough to salivate for Ximena’s sophomore album, which Omar is also producing, but of course, it will be extra special.

Xenophanes, Omar Rodríguez López

XENOPHANES,
OMAR RODRIGUEZ LOPEZ

Rodríguez López Productions, USA
Rating: 72
By Jean-Stephane Beriot

First, let me start by clarifying that as opposed to general assimilation, we do take ethnicity into account when selecting this site’s material. Yes, it’s a form of segregation and we hate that, but ignoring names such as The Mars Volta, Neon Indian or Y La Bamba would be like ignoring ourselves on top of the already uncomfortable but fitting limitations. We won’t go all technical about it, it’s not like we’re counting Mariah Carey in just because her dad is Venezuelan. With that said, it’s especially appropriate when second-generation acts embrace their culture. But what should I know; I’m just a French guy who happened to be raised between Chile and the States, see, sentiment counts. Xenophanes is one of those albums born out of such intuit, it is also one of Omar Rodriguez’s many ‘solo’ albums.

He seriously is a one-of-a-kind visionary instrumentalist; he might have stopped moving around his own eye but that has not stopped him from releasing albums every other day. It’s getting harder to get excited whenever he releases stuff, but Xenophanes is quite the surprise. It speaks volumes of Omar’s imaginative mind, not that the album sounds any different than his other solo albums or The Mars Volta, there’s just more of him even if he’s got extra company. Among its personnel, we can find Ximena Sariñana singing back vocals which makes the lineup that more exciting. Her vocals are beautifully notable in “Ojo Al Cristo de Plata”, if her jazzy voice sounds nice in pop it’s only obvious for it to sound good with progressive rock.

The overall raw sound defines unveils a much better work than the quite revolting Cryptomnesia (El Nuevo Grupo de Rodriguez Lopez), Xenophanes is equally ambiguous except that it’s actually conscious of whatever it is that is doing. It’s the only reason why songs like “Amanita Virosa” or “Asco Que Conmueve los Puntos Erógenos” don’t feel like pure pretentious noise. My favorite track is by far “Oremos”, in all its exploration it waves itself and gives itself to mechanics. First single “Mundo de Ciegos” and the album overall are well supported by Omar’s good (but not distinctive) vocals, and again, recruiting Ximena was the greatest decision to make Xenophanes a distinctive forward record, I can’t remember Los Suenos de un Higado nor am I ready to get into Solar Gambling (his new release), but this has found a place on my iPod and at the end, that’s what stands up.


Ximena Sariñana on Twilight's New Moon Soundtrack?


While pop culture awaits the year’s most anticipated film, Twilight: New Moon, the ‘edgier’ public hungers its soundtrack (Out October 20th). As it has been discussed across the web, it is an enormous and attractive disc that includes songs by Grizzly Bear, Thom Yorke, Bon Iver feat. St. Vincent, Lykke Li, Death Cab for Cutie among many others. The tracklist was revealed about a week ago or so, this morning there is news regarding a song by Ximena Sariñana is on it. It’s very confusing; it’s hard to imagine they will be able to slide in another song just like that, so it might be an add-on or an extra track for the digital release.

Let’s hope it’s anything but a marketing technique, it would be lame to see her song (titled “Frente al Mar”) only on the surface of profit. Meaning that if the song is only utilized in its marketing (TV spots on Univision-Telemundo-MTV Tr3s) and not on the soundtrack in some way or another, it would be a letdown. We don’t need another one of those Jason Mraz featuring Ximena Sariñana kind of moments. Let’s see how everything is handled, in the meantime, congrats Ximena!

Vive Latino: Review Day 1



VIVE LATINO 2009
10th edition of “festival iberoamericano de cultura musical”
first day (long day – long review)
by Juan Manuel Torreblanca

Pictures by Pnacho

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Gepe
I got there a bit late, I must confess, but I managed to get a good glimpse of this first day. I must say that I felt this time the sponsors and the efforts concerning all the inside little shops, stages, art installations & ornaments were much more visible, making it a more spectacular festival. My entrance to the “foro sol” was distracted by a voice that I (sincerely) confused with Mexican pop star Belinda, but I said to myself “it seriously can’t be her… it was to early for a Moderatto surprise appearance anyway. So I looked into the Red Stage and it was Satin Dolls. Nope… I decided to just get inside to get a better view of the main stage. I caught a bit of San Pascualito Rey, it was sounding nice but I wanted to check out Gepe (I’m a big fan) so I made my way to the Carpa Intolerante “intolerant tent?” it sounds a bit like a tongue-twister… well, I got there and it was almost empty, 30 persons tops. I bumped into a couple of friends there and stood in front of the stage, really close, eating gummy bears (that I had brought along from home) until Gepe (joined by the wonderful Pedro Piedra) stepped onstage. They blew my mind away. I had seen him live a couple of times before here in Mexico City (at La Faena and el Centro Cultural España) but he had never sounded so great, he owned the stage, filled it up with his voice his unique dancing style and his folkloric electro-pop; and the tent continuously saw more and more people join the party. We all danced and sang along. They truly lifted our spirits. That’s what a music festival is supposed to do, I’d say. Gepe made me fall in love with the Vive Latino.

After that, I headed to the Red Stage to catch the Simplifires. That stage had a bit of a Coachella thing going on. The green grass, the palm trees surrounding it, the sun. The neo-hippies scattered all over the field. The Simplifires took the stage and Dave O took off with that outrageous yowl he delivers out of nowhere. His deep lyrics floated over their tight rock beat & despite a slight lack of presence of the guitar (talking about the mix not Shine’s performance here), the audience responded with warmth and a grateful ovation. They also went from a middle sized crowd at the beginning, to a rather big and captive bunch when they said their goodbyes.
Little Joy
I had to walk to the opposite side of the stadium to get to the Blue Stage where I wanted to stay for Little Joy, Ximena Sariñana and Hello Seahorse!

I got there and Little Joy had already started. I enjoyed them a lot! They had such an ease and an indescribable grace to them that it was just beautiful. Rodrigo Amarante’s voice has all the flavor of the Brazilian giants. He even sang some Gilberto Gil and kept me smiling all through it, under the partly-cloudy sun. Fab Moretti (beyond famous thanks to the Strokes) and Binky Shapiro (with her blonde hippie-chic chick glamour and sweetness) complete the band; but they fill it out for their live performances with Todd Dahlhoff and Matt Borg from The Dead Trees (on bass and guitar, respectively), and Matt Romano from Albert Hammond Jr's band (on drums). They’re delightful.

They had warned (on their MySpace) that Fabrizio would be busy recording with the Strokes for most of their June dates, but (unless my glasses aren’t working anymore for me) he was here with them.

I got to see a bit of Kinky’s set through the screens while they were prepping everyting for Ximena Sariñana. It looked cool and it was probably a blast (as usual). It was also fun for me to see how impatient people were with the unavoidable burden of reconnecting and line-checking (the nightmare of festivals, for the staff)… however the creativity shown by their desperate yells got more than a couple smiles out of me.

After a bit more than expected, Ximena Sariñana and her band of virtuosos took the stage. She opened with Eric Couts’ cover of “Rara” and the first thing that made my jaw drop was her drummer Hernan Hecht’s amazing strength as he drove the song into a version that’s a million times more energetic and interesting than the album’s (that sort of happened to me with all of their arrangements for her live performance), Aarón Cruz (on bass) kept up and took the jazz concept of the “walking bass” to another level, one where it was more like dancing and hopping and painting the harmonic structures of the song surprising colors. And, of course, there’s Ximena. Her beauty and undeniable charisma really shone beneath the evening sun. Her voice was full and healthy (though the mix on it was a bit low at first) and she was really confident and enjoying herself. Visibly nervous and excited to be playing her first Vive to a medium-sized crowd which (nonetheless) sang along LOUDly to all her songs. I especially enjoyed the brief moments in which she improvised a bit and just let go. She ended her set (a bit short due to the problems they had setting her up) with a slightly faster take on “Vidas Paralelas” and I loved it like I never loved the album version.

Hello Seahorse!
Then came the time for one of the hippest bands playing this festival to take the stage: Hello Seahorse! I have believed for some time that, in the end, it doesn’t matter all that much how beautiful or charismatic the frontman (or frontwoman) of a band is; it doesn’t matter how well he or she might sing or how cool they might all be; it’s the songs that matter. And Hello Seahorse! have risen to a new level thanks to a bunch of really good songs, increasingly better with every release; but mostly, thanks to one song that really conquered the airwaves the past months, "Bestia", and it’s been said before, but it was so clear to see now. The people were really excited to see them, and they asked for that song from the first moment. So, I must add that they too had some problems getting everything ready, and it took enough time for me to catch a bit of Zoe on the screens (boy, they had some gorgeous visuals) but back to HSH!, once they got going, it was up up up… Lo Blondo’s voice was awesome and present (in her ethereal high & crystalline almost soprano style), her face couldn’t hide her joy & wonder at such a warm reception from the crowd, well they were all SUPER happy to be honest. Oro de Neta had the coolest little red keytar and he rocked it like it was 1985, I was so jealous hehe… and he & Bonnz provided the powerful thread that managed to join the old and the new HSH! into a mature young band, darker, fresher and promising. Unexpected but fun was the guest appearance of Niña Dioz rapping to the early hit “Cassette” a bit awkward to see the hip-hop young star jumping to the happy twee of that song once the rapping was over, but they really pulled it together to end it cool and tight.

I meant to race back to the “Intolerant Tent” (hehe) but I had to eat something so I made a stop and had some tacos & soda before I got to see Los Dorados. I might dare say that tent was my favourite. The lighting with them was brilliant, they really evoked a fire: smoke that erased the limits that draw walls and roof and orange and neon yellow lights that found glimmering ways between the musicians. Demián (the guitar player) had just played with Ximena (as part of her virtuoso band) and here he was really letting himself go crazy. Dan Zlotnik is probably my favourite sax player in the world, and the rhythm base created by Rodrigo Barbosa & Carlos Maldonado (plus the DJ and his excellent scratching) is a fantastic mix of Radiohead and Jazz and godknowswhat… it made me think about a quote I heard not long ago (& sadly I forgot who said it but) it said “all music is experimental, really” and I believe it’s a bit true…anyway… Los Dorados had a full tent and the people were really into it… I started hearing the rumour (Austin… Austin…) so I guessed Austin TV would be the surprise this year… and apparently they were going to play that tent just then… and they did.


Austin TV
Austin TV were announced as Zanate y asociados, and somehow fans (I am, obviously, not one of them) figured out it was them. They took a stage that was half electronic devices, half a tropical jungle, donned in their little green grass smurfs masks, with cool Victorian school-boy (and school-girl for Chiosan) outfits. I must say I wasn’t expecting what I saw then. It was the wildest crowd of the night. They LOVE Austin, capital letters, absolute devotion. The kids give their all onstage, and they sprinkle the songs with heart-felt speeches in-between. The audience clap to the rhythms, they draw all the melodies on the air with their hands (Austin brings the orchestra conductor out in most of them). And despite it being an instrumental project, with no singing and no lyrics, people sing along to the melodies and “hey hey hey” and “ho ho ho” whenever it fits. It is amazing. They played two covers, first “around the world” originally by Daft Punk, and near the end a bit of “el baile y el salón” originally by Café Tacvba (for which they brought onstage Rubén Albarran) it was a highly exciting moment. Everyone burst into that anthemic “papa rupapa eu eooo” and sang along, even though the structure of the song was very different and it was just a fragment of it, the rest was those ups and downs in intensity that drive Austin TV fans crazy. Mosh-pit-slam-jump-up-&-down-scream-your-lungs-out crazy. I must confess that, personally, I don’t quite get it. I mean, they don’t do it for me. BUT it is a phenomenon to watch. And it also proves that an audience fully involved makes a concert huge like no one other performance can. So it was a nice surprise, when it ended, people were happy, you could hear comments on how “cabrón” it was etc.

And then it was time to head to the main stage, the Green Stage, to see Andrés Calamaro. It was dark and I could appreciate some details better before he appeared onstage; like the Olympic flame that lit the middle of the arena or a series of 6 really iconic Mexico City buildings that stood on one side of the seated area (the VIP area) and beautifully lit you could see the Torre Latinoamericana alongside the Monumento a la Revolución & others. I believe this is the nicest Vive Latino so far. By the time Calamaro & his band took the stage, I was rather tired and I had to watch the first part sitting down, but that didn’t make his concert a bit less spectacular nor less worthy of a headliner’s position (i.m.o.).

It was the perfect example of a mature and ripe show. Everything in its right place, every song a great song. A grateful crowd enjoying the presence of a poet & pop-star (all in one), of a master of hooks & an expert craftsman when it comes to the architectural side of songwriting. An Argentinean friend told me during his concert that Calamaro was such a prolific giant that in 2000 he released a CD that included more than 100 songs (well, it was 5CDs actually) and it was called “El Salmón” because it made reference to those who swim against the current… ain’t that cool? It was a brilliant, exciting and moving show. You could tell that time and life have given him quite a ride and his voice the raspy color of experience, of tango, of cante flamenco & -of course- of old-school rock & roll. He made a couple mentions of Michael Jackson. He quoted (musically & lyrically) Led Zeppelin’s Stairway to Heaven. Above us a sky that remained cloudy but spared us the burden of rain. And Calamaro gave all until the end. He sang about La Alta Suciedad, he sang La Flaca and to finish Sin Documentos. He kneeled, he owned every corner of the stage, he harmonized beautifully with his bandmates and he won his crowd with his colossal talent.

I had to catch the subway to get back home and my feet were starting to ache by then, so I decided to pass on La Castañeda and, the IMS (I had seen them before at Pasaje America and danced –what seemed like– all night to their music, I felt I wasn’t going to die for missing them this time. So that was it, my first day, and now it’s almost 3am and I don’t remember what the Matchbox 20 song said about that… but I know that once I’m randomly rambling, it means I must get some sleep.

If your poor and humble servant gets tickets for tomorrow, I will gladly send another review… if I don’t, then that’s that!

a vive latino hug

juan

Video: "Lucky", Jason Mraz feat. Ximena Sariñana

Another post linked to Ximena Sariñana, we really like her for a bunch of reasons (mainly because Mediocre is a beautiful album and “Normal” is a jewel), but this collaboration with Jason Mraz is a bore, because the guy is not very interesting (good voice though…) She looks cute in the video but nothing else to really care about, it’s not upsetting or anything, but just plainfully ‘meh’ and yes she finally gives us something worthy to call Mediocre. I can’t put it in better words than those of Josh Kun, “Ximena Sarinana has recorded a duet with Jason Mraz. Yikes. For a Spanish version of his latest album. Double Yikes.”