By José Gandue @Gandour Archive photos Always It's Midnight
I've been clear about it from the start: this is an album for the artist's friends and for those nostalgic for a time when we still believed it was possible to make corrosive folk music with a sophisticated touch. Listen to the first full-length album by It's always midnight, It's a return to the melancholy of albums like Stoned & Dethroned, of the Scots The Jesus and Mary Chain, or to Harvest Moon, of Neil Young. It's also about immersing yourself in that eternal afternoon gloom of Buenos Aires in rock format, that midweek coffee at sunset, before going home, talking about a time that was perhaps a day or two but that never came back and that will always be missed.
Fernando Blanco, audiovisual producer and musician from Buenos Aires, whom we already talked about when we reviewed his first EP, He doesn't make music to falsely lift spirits, nor to make people believe that the world will be better, as if it were a motivational talk or a book by Paulo Coelho. He speaks, yes, of beauty, but in his own way, like someone who contemplates it during the rain while looking out from the balcony. With that healthy touch of sadness that popular radio stations avoid, where everything exists except reality. His songs, like sincere kisses, are given out of necessity, to soothe the soul without knowing if they will ever happen again.
Here we have an album of eleven home-made recordings, where the guitar is a goddess, but not a deity seeking excessive noise, but rather the electric lullaby of a mature man who does not seek to captivate the masses, but rather, to ensure that whoever hears it knows what he is talking about and understands verses like the one presented in his theme Silver in the sun:
«"Strong kisses in the heat"
Intoxicated by song
Silver in the sun»
This album will probably be listened to by few people. That doesn't diminish its beauty. We hope, however, that each person touched by this exciting and strident resonance can indulge for a good while in the desire to feel better enveloped in elegant nostalgia. Therein lies the treasure that resides in this brilliant piece.