Joan Colomo – Sistema CD
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Joan Colomo – Sistema CD
Columbus has made it. He has achieved what so many seek and so few find: an unmistakable style. In the most antagonistic songs in terms of genre, language or instrumentation, he is recognized. What invisible channel allows the tumultuous waters of its basic eclecticism to run fast and fall in love with any ear that gets in the way? A certain underground or overflying touch, the combination of a melancholic melodic universe and a daily lyrical imagery, of rhyme and close themes. Colomo is becoming a better composer, a better tailor: he weaves without fanfare, slight, and the seams are no longer visible.
The second time you listen to Sistema, something catches you and you still don't know what. When you put it on for the third time —and all the innumerable ones that follow— the songs fascinate you more and more and you discover that the record is, in truth, a string of pearls. Like an oyster fisherman, you dive in by ear and it doesn't take long for you to be dazzled by each one of these hidden pearls: some precious marimbas (thanks to the great Marc Clos), some nailed choirs (Inés's clear voice), a declaration of existential doubts (“What am I doing here / I am a fake, me”), a delicious ode to avocado (!), songs that are instant classics (“Les coses”, “Núcleo duro”), disenchanted verses (“els somnis esdevenen neguits” ), humorous (“alarm clock, please die”), or revolutionary (“leave us alone / eat their law”) and suddenly a saxophone and a piano appear that freak out (Adrià Bauzó and Guillem Caballero, respectively, in “Cants de sirena”) Sistema is the embodiment of all the contradictions that constitute Colomo's musical soul: it is dreamy and caustic pop, naive and desperate at the same time.
Fourteen songs that combine classicism with exploration and display of vocal resources: Colomo does not shy away and gets into wherever the creative process takes him —he does not impose a style, he cross-dresses to give the best in each song. That is why the palette is wide and some are more bombastic and border on AOR and others are the minimum expression of folk. As we said at the beginning, what gives them chicha, what is maintained all the time throughout the System is an almost invisible and impalpable constant, that which so many artists yearn for: their own voice.