Logina - !Siam Acnun

[.] I would say that music is an enigma, and an evanescent enigma (tempus fugit), and that talking about that "foreign country" that all music is can be irrelevant, but also, and that's why we take the effort to do so, clarifying. Music is a pleasure (sometimes fun, sometimes passion) and is concert (that is, conflict, ceremonial fight, however dramatic) it is always a walk trough misunderstanding and the obscure. Sounds are not only symbols, they are acts [.] Llorenc Barber, "Los dioses muertos" !Siam Acnun is a residue of time, a frozen moment, retained, confined and now packaged. One of those instants that narrate the flow of time, that belong to time and whose picture we offer here. Nósac, oexe ram, aloiuqru, tiwokre, redbammocylop, are the personal reflection of the social irritation of a whole people that awakes from a deep and heavy sleep, of an induced hibernation. It is also the passion for the laptop and technology, passion and addiction. But it's above all the outcome of the work of a musician (Longina) with the cooperation of a couple of artists (Montse Rego and Roberto D.Bouzas), a collective (Flexo) and an optimist (Horacio G.) !SIAM ACNUN (!NIAGA REVEN - please read from right to left).

Dare I call this the best disc I have heard up to this point of the year? Maybe not quite, but for this style of music it is the best thing I have heard this year. Longina has sculpted sound into a slightly jazzy version of Plastikman. Now, I can say I dislike most jazz, so don't think this is a wailing sax-infused jam. There is just a little swing to some of the songs. But the minimal beats galloping along like the rhythm of a horse make me really excited. I have only listened to this at home and at work - I can't wait to get this in the car and blast it. Of course, the comment by my boss at my day job asking if this was music or the sound from outside the window was icing on the cake of describing this.(Don Poe)

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