in which I rave about a band (again).
I made my way down to "El Camalote", this almost-overwhelmingly hippie-chic little bar in Caballito where they have weekly screenings of animated short films, old and new. Filled with the new generation of Argentine faux-hippie-hipsterdom peddling their organic/recycled material produced wares, the place is still brimming with a lighthearted spirit of creativity and fun rather than the excessively pretentious and ponderous denseness you'd find at an independent book fair. Although the shorts were fun, I was really there to see Ofuia, this incredible little band I discovered last year with Flor.
The show did not disappoint. I'm alway left awestruck when I see them live. Partly because I'm amazed at the intricacies of their arrangements, the wildly adventurous turns within the songs, the joyous catharsis, claustrophobic paranoia, delicate & menacing & wonderful nature of their performance. Partly because it's completely beyond me how a group so immensely talented can go on existing in relative obscurity. The types of musicians these guys are, they should be an international phenomenon-- as it stands, they're paying to play and selling their records out of the back of a van. I took my friend Lucha to see them and she was as delighted as I was. Every time I see them it's a revelation. Every time it's wildly exciting.
I got to talk to them briefly after the show and bought two of their CDs. They recognized me from Facebook. They're incredibly nice, down-to-earth people. I've decided that if I am to have a band that's "mine", that I follow around and actively promote, this is it. I'll be their one-man street team. I'm convinced of their genius.
Lucha and I parted ways at 1:15 AM in the cold streets of Caballito. I happily made my way home, still in a buzz that's lasted through all of today. Amazing what music can do to you.
The show did not disappoint. I'm alway left awestruck when I see them live. Partly because I'm amazed at the intricacies of their arrangements, the wildly adventurous turns within the songs, the joyous catharsis, claustrophobic paranoia, delicate & menacing & wonderful nature of their performance. Partly because it's completely beyond me how a group so immensely talented can go on existing in relative obscurity. The types of musicians these guys are, they should be an international phenomenon-- as it stands, they're paying to play and selling their records out of the back of a van. I took my friend Lucha to see them and she was as delighted as I was. Every time I see them it's a revelation. Every time it's wildly exciting.
I got to talk to them briefly after the show and bought two of their CDs. They recognized me from Facebook. They're incredibly nice, down-to-earth people. I've decided that if I am to have a band that's "mine", that I follow around and actively promote, this is it. I'll be their one-man street team. I'm convinced of their genius.
Lucha and I parted ways at 1:15 AM in the cold streets of Caballito. I happily made my way home, still in a buzz that's lasted through all of today. Amazing what music can do to you.