Then, a few days later, Foto at Chilavert.
This is the second time we went to Chilavert, a working print shop, in two weeks.
This time, Togander was playing with Foto, a band she was in over ten years ago. They released an album in 2014.
Its a group that fits no categories- on Discogs,they call it “post punk”, but, really, that label could apply to anything recorded after 1976.
Its one of those bands whose members have all played in lots of other bands, a string I pull on and it unravels leading me all over the history of music in Argentina.
Its a little guitars feeding back, a little John Zorn, a pinch of free jazz, noise, and some wild abandon thrown in.
Its all improvised-the “songs” were named after they were played, and are never really the same song twice.
Each of the musicians is on a dozen or two albums over the years, between them they probably have played with hundreds of other musicians.
The drummer, Diego Zoloschin, plays with Clan Caiman, these days, so I have seen him live several times.He can be quiet, or he can be loud. He can play a backing beat, or improvise for ten minutes.
The guitarist is Wenchi Lazo, who has been in a whole series of different bands over the last 30 years or so. Sometimes more rock, sometimes more jazz, sometimes more uncategorizable noise.
He is a magician with the guitar,making it sound like anything and everything.
He contributed solos for the first Babasonicos album in 1992, but rather than going mainstream rock, he has always been an edgy improvisor.
Bass is Hernan Hayet, who has solo albums, played in a couple long running bands, including Diamantes and Gordoloco Trio, with lots of other colabs and guest spots.
And on vocals, Barbara Togander.
The era this band dates to, late 2000s early teens, is the era of Radiohead and Sonic Youth, but it also calls to mind CAN, but as if 40 years of pollution has settled on the CAN albums, making it hazier and adding a kind of distance to the more precise beats of CAN.
The crowd was mostly old enough to have seen this band live the first time around, average age probably at least 50. A bunch of other musicians who rarely leave their lairs were there, because this was special. And probably wouldnt happen again.
Chilavert is always, well, chill. The bands play up on the entrepiso, the mezzanine, and below, there is a dark warehouse stretching into the distance, full of printing presses, stacks of boxes, and odd detritus.
There are reasonably priced snacks and drinks, and its like a loft party, not like a bar or a club.
And the music?
Its like nothing else. Its loud, and dynamic, and completely not what you thought it would be, or what it was five minutes ago. Its got danceable parts, and it concentrates the audience into a trancelike state, except for that one kid whose parents dragged him along, who is sitting in the back on his phone, probably listening to Catriel...
After this show, I went home and found a half dozen more Barbara Togander albums, which I bought and downloaded, including one, Nancy, which features the bass playerand drummer from this band, but not the guitarist. Its pretty great too.
here is what the band sounded like live, in 2013.
They are all a bit grayer now.