Anímic – Hannah CD

Anímic – Hannah CD

Hannah… Take a good look at the title, remove the last h and search the Internet for the relationship between the name and a divinity that represented life, according to a Greek legend. That is what the components of Anímic found when they were looking for a beautiful and powerful concept that would reflect the unique moment they were experiencing: a temporary season assailed by many changes among the band's musicians. That is why this Hannah, finally ending in h for aesthetic reasons, represents a new resurgence for the group, an enthusiastic start over, after celebrated works such as Hau o Hïu (2007) or Himalaya (2009) Here we are, they shout determined from their refuge in Collbató, and the imaginary sound of a cracking branch is the first indication that we are once again inside the enchanted, fabled forest, which the group has been caring for for years with commendable sensitivity.

Trenco una branca i res ja no espanta, Ferran Palau sings in the delicate Trenco una branca, and it is easy to recognize his brand, a rich and misty folk-rock, but, and here is the surprise, with an extra plus of mystery and majestic. Fantastic!!: These Anímic are the faithful companions of before and, now, in addition, they add more mirrors that point towards other landscapes. Blue eyed tree certifies it with that spectral entrance that advances us an even more atmospheric ending. And also the beautiful Hannah, a portrait of a disturbing female character that a string quartet one of the discoveries of the album that is repeated in three more songs- ends up brushing up. So, when the wonderful That black hole appears, it is logical that the listener recognizes how well the group manages and expands its range or that the voice of Louise Joanne Sansom seems to pose next to us in the beautiful Howlin zombie. And in the hectic trot that pushes Boirina, it is inevitable to remember the Tejano musician Will Johnson co-star with the group of the transparent documentary From Texas to Arbúcies and ally in a joint tour that opened in poparb 2010 and closed with an overwhelming concert in the Apollo room. We follow the path of the round stones with the hypnotic 1979, with a surprising waltz set in a cemetery and rocked by a drum machine (taüt) and an almost goodbye with a winedrops that throws a warning: your tears arent water, just wine. A sentence as fearsome and real as that cannot fight against the one that surrounds the definitive La pols i el punyal.