Portada del álbum Cannonball.
Portada del álbum Cannonball.

Cannonball / Polaroid Indie Band

3 minutos / Diana Ferreiro

25.12.2020 / Reviews

I ask him and he tells me, precisely, that Cannonball because it breaks with what he had done on previous albums. Dynamite, almost from the foundations, the walls on which his work as a composer had been erected and that, after the break that the band took when disintegrating (although not disappearing) in 2016, it was necessary to reinvent everything. And so he did, to the point of composing in English and almost completely mutating the sound of the band to indie rock and folk.

I ask him and he tells me, precisely, that Cannonball because it breaks with what he had done on previous albums. Dynamite, almost from the foundations, the walls on which his work as a composer had been erected and that, after the break that the band took when disintegrating (although not disappearing) in 2016, it was necessary to reinvent everything. And so he did, to the point of composing in English and almost completely mutating the sound of the band to indie rock and folk.

It is a completely handmade and independent album, Juan Carlos assures me, recorded and produced by him and the guitarist Alejandro Bonzon (who also signs all the arrangements), the two members of the group at the moment, and I think that in this lies another beauty of Cannonball , than it counts.

This album speaks, above all, of being reborn. 

And he speaks, this time from a less visual and much more emotional poetry, of change, of searching within ourselves for the strength and love to be there, and to achieve what we set out to do. This is how he sings it on To Be Born, the fifth track: “Friend, your time has come, / time of the rising song, / no matter what, / You will become a cannonball, / a cannonball”. But from the opening of the album, perhaps the purpose of this new production was announced; In Summoned, which means "summoned", Juan Carlos sings: "It's time to heat the stones / inside the fire, / time for shaking hands, / to love someone, to cradle." It's time to go back to music, I listen, or to let her return to him. And that will is, above all, in a song like Cimarrón where the artist assures that although sometimes it is necessary to flee, to seek refuge away from pain, make no mistake, he´ll rise again.

I can't help but feel this deeply autobiographical album then. And at the same time of transition. But do not enter the Polaroid of Browse and this that is playing on my player today; but between this one that debuts in English and the one that will come.

As if Cannonball was a record that needed to be shaken off and left behind later. I think it was necessary, but not a future reference for a band that, now in those parts of music, must (re) find its sound.

Diana Ferreiro

Periodista y editora casi todo el tiempo. Adicta a la tinta y al color rojo. Escribe menos de lo que quisiera y escucha más música triste de la que debería. "Café, cerveza y perreo" como mantra.

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