By José Gandue @spinning zone
I insist (and will insist, for a long time) that the most interesting thing about music comes from what used to be called (I don't know if it's still called that) the underground. Don't be confused, I am not saying that every sound emanating from an independent artist is worthy of being defended or favored by the ears of music fans. No. What's more, if we spend a while browsing what Bandcamp, a digital platform for primarily self-managed content, offers us every day, there's far too much garbage vying for the attention of the unwary (well, the truth is, the same thing happens in more commercial circles, doesn't it?). But, You will surely agree with me that it is tremendously satisfying to find a good album made outside the mainstream circuits which confirms that in the peripheries of the music industry there are treasures that, if justice existed in the market, should receive greater attention from the audience.
I always make this joke, which is old in my memory, but the truth is, it's not about showing off being a fan of the Polish group that makes industrial music playing the marimba with their feet or other exotic projects that serve more for petulance than for true musical taste. This time I'm talking about an album that I firmly believe, if it had a way to be heard on a massive scale, would receive the attention it deserves. I am referring to Songs to enjoy the doubts, from the Peruvian band Minor Satellite.
This is an album that, amidst the complexity of its sounds, originating from shoegaze, dream pop and grunge, He is tender and affectionate in his speech. His lyrics can be understood by anyone who has felt anything resembling love, desire, guilt, misfortune, or nostalgia. Furthermore, these words are presented with splendid melodies that know how to navigate amidst the instrumental hurricane. These are lyrics that could have been performed by Sandro, Raphael, Leonardo Favio, or Jeanette. But what's written in these tunes expresses a feeling born in the intimacy of the garage, one that isn't measured by the possibility of being repeated like empty karma or an immediate radio hit. Here are verses like this:
There are voids that are impossible to fill.
And winter after a hurricane
You can forget it or you can hate it
Records so different from healing
Let's make a decision, says the manual of affliction.
How to face the unfinished
And ask the wall if it holds an echo in its skin
And to condemn what has never been given
Songs to enjoy the doubts It's an album containing ten unmissable recordings for those who want to renew their faith in independent rock, For those who believe that good contemporary music is not only generated in the great cultural centers of the planet, For those who still wish to discover sonic gems amidst the discouragement offered by mainstream media, this album is further confirmation that... Peru has much to offer the global listener (and particularly the Latin American one), despite the mistrust of both locals and foreigners. I wish Peruvians themselves understood the treasures held within their rehearsal rooms, small auditoriums, and recording studios. There are artists there who, in other spaces, would receive greater attention, just as they deserve. If you have any doubts about this, listen to the first track of this production, "The Wall Falls Again," and then tell me if you don't identify with this:
And we will return and fight for what is forbidden
Through service mechanisms
Because of the gray tones and balance
And we will fight for the freedom to make mistakes.
Through the shadows and the dissonant
For trusting in the unknown.
In short, here's a new opportunity for you to get excited about music that's worth listening to.
