Showing posts with label Catalonia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Catalonia. Show all posts
Saturday, 26 September 2015
Rafael Escote in 1989's starry Aldebaran
Moving further into the eighties always can occasion regret. Of course, after the epic Catalonia, we could not expect perfection here, or even quality. There is much less advanced progressive composition than earlier-- after all, this is more than a decade after the second Gotic record. A general idea of the music can be had by the acoustic piano and bass solo track called Balada D'en LluĂs:
Of interest is that the second part of side b comprises a 15-minute long composition called Baixos Per A Un Ballet (Suite), with of course several parts. This was somewhat disappointing to me on account of the overrepresentation (admittedly, not a surprise) of the bass.
http://www.discogs.com/Rafael-Escot%C3%A9-Aldebaran/release/5832540
Tuesday, 8 September 2015
Catalonia from Spain, 1981
Back to this release, which is rounded out by the following musicians in addition to Escote: Angel Pereira on percussion, Lluis Vidal on piano and Antonio Peral on saxes; there are hints of the old Gotic magic but here we are delving deeply into slightly Hispanic-inflected complicated and composed fusion, winding beautifully into remote and reflected chambers of acoustics, flashes of gorgeous scenes and memories of beautiful emotions, cascading like a technicolor dreamscape after an unsettled night... or imagine the fresh insomniac feeling of falling in love (so long long ago for me) and being filled with the ups and downs fighting for your soul and that feeling of high-focused attention making you look at the world like a crystal, a geode full of light...
Check out the ultra-chromatic lush romanticism of the Sueco in America, with hints of Debussy or Ravel in the rich red and lingering vintage:
These composers really knew their stuff! Whilst the most Goticlike track is the Lorelai: with its diatonic majesty of stepping stones in whole tone chords:
Apologies for the poor quality of the rip, btw.
Finally, notice that Escote later teamed up with Max Sunyer for the fusion superband Pegasus, which put out quite a few records. Those are of course a little more disappointing in general, at least to me, being with both feet in the slick decade of the 80s.
But this stands out as a true fusion masterpiece with the passionate and hot spirit of the country from which it came. Aren't we spoiled with treasures already?
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