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I am back in the Southern Hemisphere, and happy to be here.
I arrived early Tuesday morning, and, Tuesday, of course, is La Grande.
Which I never miss if I can avoid it.
An interesting evening- First, a modern version of Boladera, the Gaucho dance with Bolos- danced by a woman, whose name I havent found yet, but who is pretty likely a modern dancer, who performed with light up Bolas, in a stark black trouser/ white shirt, not at all in a Touristic Gaucho way, on a wooden platform in front of the bandstand, beginning solo, but, soon enough, joined by the band- which added jazz/funk/improv to her bolas hitting the floor, and made a song of it. The audience, of course, had to stand way back from the spinning Bolas, and it became a performance that was uniquely argentine, yet completely unlike a gaucho- you wouldnt think it would work, but it was magical- kinetic, musical, physical and a bit scary all at once.
The house band, of course, can play anything, and make any musician or performer shine, and they did this again with the next guests- The folkloric band Alerta Pachuca. 4 of the band members came up, with Charengo, accordian, and percussion, and began to sing one of their songs, in a pretty and folky manner, and then, Santiago and the band began to add to their music- it was like a giant hand began to lift the band up, not overwhelming the original song, but embracing it and adding to it. Again, unexpected and amazing- a synthesis that I wouldnt have imagined.
Alerta Pachuca, in their natural format- they will be playing at Sala Siranush in Palermo on the 8th of December.
The band was in fine form, playing a more adventurous and edgy jazz, trading solos, layering the interplay between the electric cello and the bass with extended funk guitar, the three drummers overlaying beat upon beat, as they ran thru a set of music without any guests. The range of styles they can hit in one song is amazing, and the jump from afro caribbean percussion to twin trombones in a heartbeat is something you cant see anywhere else I know.
Plus, a great bondiola sandwich.
For the second set, as the house filled with a dancing crowd, they began to rotate thru a range of guest invitados- always new drummers on one of the three drum kits, as well as the accordianist from Alerta. There was a great interplay between a young, fiesty rapper, and an incredible woman jazz/soul vocalist, trading "verses" over the raging band. There was Milo, the human beatbox, laying down rhythms that you cannot believe are human. Every song different, all great.
there is no band like this, anywhere. and when the guests start coming up to the stage, anything can happen- and often does. unique hybrids, elements that should not be able to exist under earth's physical laws, and which evaporate into memory pretty quickly- but while they exist, I am transported.
I arrived early Tuesday morning, and, Tuesday, of course, is La Grande.
Which I never miss if I can avoid it.
An interesting evening- First, a modern version of Boladera, the Gaucho dance with Bolos- danced by a woman, whose name I havent found yet, but who is pretty likely a modern dancer, who performed with light up Bolas, in a stark black trouser/ white shirt, not at all in a Touristic Gaucho way, on a wooden platform in front of the bandstand, beginning solo, but, soon enough, joined by the band- which added jazz/funk/improv to her bolas hitting the floor, and made a song of it. The audience, of course, had to stand way back from the spinning Bolas, and it became a performance that was uniquely argentine, yet completely unlike a gaucho- you wouldnt think it would work, but it was magical- kinetic, musical, physical and a bit scary all at once.
The house band, of course, can play anything, and make any musician or performer shine, and they did this again with the next guests- The folkloric band Alerta Pachuca. 4 of the band members came up, with Charengo, accordian, and percussion, and began to sing one of their songs, in a pretty and folky manner, and then, Santiago and the band began to add to their music- it was like a giant hand began to lift the band up, not overwhelming the original song, but embracing it and adding to it. Again, unexpected and amazing- a synthesis that I wouldnt have imagined.
Alerta Pachuca, in their natural format- they will be playing at Sala Siranush in Palermo on the 8th of December.
The band was in fine form, playing a more adventurous and edgy jazz, trading solos, layering the interplay between the electric cello and the bass with extended funk guitar, the three drummers overlaying beat upon beat, as they ran thru a set of music without any guests. The range of styles they can hit in one song is amazing, and the jump from afro caribbean percussion to twin trombones in a heartbeat is something you cant see anywhere else I know.
Plus, a great bondiola sandwich.
For the second set, as the house filled with a dancing crowd, they began to rotate thru a range of guest invitados- always new drummers on one of the three drum kits, as well as the accordianist from Alerta. There was a great interplay between a young, fiesty rapper, and an incredible woman jazz/soul vocalist, trading "verses" over the raging band. There was Milo, the human beatbox, laying down rhythms that you cannot believe are human. Every song different, all great.
there is no band like this, anywhere. and when the guests start coming up to the stage, anything can happen- and often does. unique hybrids, elements that should not be able to exist under earth's physical laws, and which evaporate into memory pretty quickly- but while they exist, I am transported.