{"id":7043,"date":"2020-11-03T00:00:43","date_gmt":"2020-11-03T05:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/magazineampm.com\/?p=7043"},"modified":"2022-03-28T19:21:50","modified_gmt":"2022-03-28T23:21:50","slug":"el-disco-rayado-ancestros","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/magazineampm.com\/en\/el-disco-rayado-ancestros\/","title":{"rendered":"Ancestros"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What has to happen in the trot of history for two voices like those of Ele Vald\u00e9s and Carlos Alfonso to come together? What equivalences, what numerators and denominators must be canceled to leave them face to face? I would like to know in what conditions they met, what came out that day in the ball, what was the closest leap year to that year. And to know, in addition, what exact temperature and what percentage of relative humidity was when, later, and presumably in complicity with Luc\u00eda Huergo, they decided, first, to place the bat\u00e1 under the keyboards, and then, when one became familiar with it. electronic bell, disconnect the camp and leave the leather and the voices alone, as it was at the beginning of everything.<\/p>\n<p class=\"translation-block\">I'm going to talk about S\u00edntesis, as you can see. I'm going to get into this pothole of calling red to red again and cute to cute. Because I want to get in. Because I am glad of the substance of just thinking about this album. Because I'm walking to the bookshelf, imagining the intro of Asoyin and what L\u00e1zaro Ros does in Titi-Laye at the end, and I'm already broken.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/i3rHteoKW7s\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p class=\"translation-block\">It had to be because of X Alfonso that I approached him, at the time when he seemed to me to be the guy with the most swing in western Cuba, with his pintaca and his tattoos and his videos. The boarding was still slow. I looked at Diana Fuentes's legs before than Esteban Puebla's hands. But one day, listening to the final segment of Oduddua, the penultimate cut of this album, without understanding a word of what Carlos was singing and chanting the band, still without knowing what the hell \u201cOduddua\u201d was, I bent over seriously, catharsis roll. Snot, bad words, grin. So it has been. So is. It happens to me every time I listen to this first volume of Ancestros (alone, because in public I keep the form). It happened to me last night, watching the DVD of the concert for the 40 years of the band (S\u00edntesis 4 D\u00e9cadas, Unicornio, 2019), before I went to sleep with Opatereo in my head and dream of Eme Alfonso. Now I am 30, and I do not know what will happen, what I will listen to, or what I will like later, but my tract of neighborhoods and strangeness, my life, has been given in a variant that allows me to say - I am afraid of exaggerating and repeating it when I talk about other people and other music\u2014 that at the height of this scratched record, there are few things that do to me what S\u00edntesis does to me. It is the body that happens to me. Without grinding wheel. The throat, eyes, nose, and back of the neck feel it.<\/p>\n<p>It had to be because of X Alfonso that I approached him, at the time when he seemed to me the guy with the most <em>swing<\/em> of western Cuba, with its <em>paint<\/em> and his tattoos and his videos. Still, the boarding was slow. He looked at Diana Fuentes&#039;s legs before Esteban Puebla&#039;s hands. But one day, listening to the final segment of <em>Oduddua<\/em>, penultimate cut of this album, without understanding a word of what Carlos sang and the band sang, still without knowing what the hell \u201cOduddua\u201d was, I seriously doubled over, catharsis. Snot, bad words, rictus. So it has been. That&#039;s how it is. It happens to me every time I listen to this first volume of <em>Ancestros<\/em> (in solitude, because in public I keep my form). It happened to me last night, watching the DVD of the concert for the 40 years of the band (Synthesis 4 Decades, Unicorn, 2019), before going to sleep with <em>Opatereo<\/em> in the head and dream of Eme Alfonso. Now I&#039;m 30, and I don&#039;t know what will happen, what I&#039;ll listen to, or what I&#039;ll like later, but my tract of closeness and strangeness, my life, has been given in a variant that allows me to say \u2014fearing to exaggerate and repeat it when I talk about other people and other music\u2014that at the height of this broken record, there are few things that do to me what S\u00edntesis does to me. It is from the body what happens to me. No tooth. They feel it in their throat, eyes, nose and neck.<\/p>\n<p class=\"translation-block\">One of Carlos's most beautiful attributes as a singer is his earthly form, his tenuous vices. Look at that final stretch of Oduddua, how you can tell that his ass is tight, his abdomen is close to his back, his eyes are closed and his carotid is smooth. Or in Opatereo, how his voice has a microscopic lag, as if the bus of time was going to go away, as if he were traveling hanging from it on linear skates and not sitting inside. He knows it, but he likes it that way, he prefers civilian, carnal. It does not happen in the same way, for example, with Ele, and much less with his teacher L\u00e1zaro Ros. Lazaro's is not a voice of this world, it does not belong to him or to himself. Ele's is from here, which unlike Carlos, she is more conservative in management, does not show the scar, takes less risks; it will have flaws, I suppose, but only she knows them. In any case, if a gangster puts a gun to my head and forces me to tell him which is the most beautiful Cuban male voice, between ignorance, nerves and a bad memory, only one or two will occur to me. names before Carlos Alfonso.<\/p>\n<p class=\"translation-block\">Luc\u00eda and Carlos did it well when orchestrating this plaque. Synthesis (at least this one, which is the one I like the most) is an organism that speaks through the choirs and Carlos's voice, is sustained by the skeleton of the bat\u00e1, but breathes through the keyboards. After all, that's one of the main reasons that have placed Ancestros (Art Color, 1987) in the masterpiece category since it came out. All the tracks loosen at least one historic keyboard segment, the winner of oblivion; either as a riff (Eyeleo, Oduddua), as a jazz-theme (Baba, Mereguo), or simply as a vignette, as a watermark, as in the first 12 seconds of Opatereo, which in terms of functionality are in the The same place as the first bars of the famous Baba O'Riley, from The Who, although Synthesis is much richer, because it has that little shell behind it. Perhaps the least memorable passages of the instrument later are those of Titi-Laye and Asoyin. In the first case because it is very difficult to attend to something other than the voices, and in the other because their participation is more choral.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/S5x0chyhQAE\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Luc\u00eda and Carlos went out of their way to orchestrate this plate. S\u00edntesis (at least this one, which is the one I like the most) is an organism that speaks through the choirs and the voice of Carlos, sustains itself on the bones of the bat\u00e1, but breathes through the keyboards. After all, that is one of the main reasons they have placed <em>Ancestros<\/em> (Art Color, 1987) in the masterpiece category since it came out. All the <em>tracks<\/em> loosen at least one segment of historical keyboards, winner of oblivion; either by way of <em>riff<\/em> (<em>Eyeleo<\/em>, <em>Oduddua<\/em>), jazz-themed (<em>Slime<\/em>, <em>mereguo<\/em>), or simply a vignette, a watermark, as occurs in the first 12 seconds of <em>Opatereo<\/em>, which in terms of functionality are in the same place as the first bars of the famous <em>Baba O&#039;Riley<\/em>, by The Who, although the S\u00edntesis is much richer, because it has that little shell behind it. Perhaps the least memorable passages of the instrument later are those of <em>Titi Laye<\/em> and <em>Asoyin<\/em>. In the first case because it is very difficult to attend to something other than the voices, and in the other because their participation is more choral.<\/p>\n<p class=\"translation-block\">I am in fifth grade. The Music Education teacher teaches Singing to Ebioso. She is also the teacher of Mathematics and Natural Sciences. She has no face of having listened to S\u00edntesis or of having never been to a bemb\u00e9. It's on the show. I haven't done it either, neither. I learn the song. Lucia Huergo is alive. Almost 20 years later, S\u00edntesis opens a concert with the same song. Lucia Huergo is dead. Carlos Alfonso, Ele Vald\u00e9s, Fidel Garc\u00eda and Jos\u00e9 Bustillo are alive. Between the Musical Education class and the concert, in thousands of houses in Cuba (and who knows where else) the Song has been sung. Many people who have done it have never heard Synthesis. In none of the houses is it sung or played as in the 1987 album Ancestros.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>S\u00edntesis (at least this one, which is the one I like the most) is an organism that speaks through the choirs and the voice of Carlos, sustains itself on the bones of the bat\u00e1, but breathes through the keyboards. 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