By José Gandue @Gandour
This group based in Bogotá looks like a pirate ship. On board the boat there are people from all over and with all kinds of stories. Of course, unlike what would happen on each of the thieves' voyages, this ship would dock at every port searching for musical and literary treasures, and would share tunes about adventures experienced in previously conquered lands. Unlike what would happen with the arrival in their city of buccaneers and corsairs, of Blackbeard and all the cruel beards of the universe, the arrival of Burning Caravan It would bring fine songs for dancing, listening attentively, and dreaming. Among their loot they would bring, freshly polished with the best gadgets, their latest album, Lighthouse City, a confirmation of bohemian aromas and gypsy aspirations with which they will try to conquer the world.
Burning Caravan is a different kind of band. They still retain the "rock" label in their name, but really His thing is to use the sounds that suit him to build his proposal full of histrionics and drama, which serves to tell stories in an exquisitely poetic way. Their strength lies in focusing on the details, the sequins that stand out in every space, the beautiful and distinctive voice of Francisco Martí, and the festive atmosphere they cultivate in each of their compositions, with that evident mix of chanson francaise, ska, old-school rock and roll, Klezmer party music, and touches of Caribbean winds that grace their recordings.
In the proposal presented by Burning Caravan on their third album, one can also recognize flirtations with ballads that seem taken from the San Remo festival in the sixties, as seen in The new order y The Mystery. It is also a heroic march that seems to spring from the heart when it plays Lighthouse City. The joy also returns powerfully in titles like Phoenicia y Typhoon. Anyway, this album confirms the progress of these peculiar buccaneers, happy and constant travelers of the permanent musical migration, whose songs we hope can be enjoyed without reservations all over the planet, including, as they say in Streets of the world, Cartagena, Osaka and Beirut.
