Aguablinas
Cuzco Cultural Centre, Peru, 22 April 2006
Review
Snapshot:
Strolling around artistic hub of Cuzco, the Peruvian city, I came across
a sign advertising a free concert of Argentinean
folk
music. Needing to rest up before the 4 day trek that is the Inca Trail, this seemed
like the perfect quiet night. It was definitely quiet (soothing even!), certainly
not what I expected at all, but I came away hugely impressed. Chances are they will
never grace the green isles, but if you're ever in Cuzco and feel like chilling...
The CLUAS Verdict? 7 out of 10
Full review: Whilst strolling around Plaza San Blas, Cuzco's
artistic hub and a space evocative of an Andean Montmarte, I came across a sign
advertising a free Argentinean folk concert that night. Having just spent an amazing
night in Copacabana listening to a passionately ecstatic alto-sax and guitar duo,
while reeling in the midst of a lock-in at a smoky, hippy den of Argentinean extraction,
this seemed to be exactly what i was looking for.
Arriving at the cultural centre a little after the advertised time of 7:30, yet
another side effect of my gloriously inadequate/non-existent castelleano, I found
myself in Draiocht 6 years ago. Well not really, but it was a long white hall, filled
with white plastic garden chairs and certain spooky undertones. On the walls hung
the works of a local artist apparently inspired by the San Pedro (a local
hallucinogenic cactus) , providing a starkly different, and darkly psychedelic back
drop. This was not what I had expected. At all. In fact this was about as far from
a smokey hippy den as you could get without joining the Scientologists and hooking
up with Tom Cruise. However, this was Cuzco, they were Argentineans, and despite
noting, with a little concern, what looked like the inclusion of interpretive dance
on the program, surely it had to be good?
Aguaribas' line up is simple, Nazerena Medina provides vocals and wonderfully eccentric
drum work, Gabriela Padlubre works soft magic on a Spanish guitar, and Carla Jerez,
well, she expresses it all in dance form.
As the hall slowly filled the guitar strung up softly, and a hush descended over
an exceptionally arty audience. Sh*t! It was spoken word poetry... in Spanish! Yet
despite my linguistic handicap, and initial shock, (we were too far in too escape)
I was knocked sideways. Narzena has a most amazingly beautiful voice, an enchanting
sing song which resonated with the guitar and echoed throughout the hall.
With the second tune Narzena (thankfully) started singing and drumming and the effect
was breath taking, with no other explanation being possible. She has a soft yet
powerful voice, almost evocative of Joni Mitchell and the spartan drumming and quietly
brilliant guitar work provided a perfect counterpoint. Someone in the crowd started
singing a haunting harmony, wow, welcome to Latin America!
Midway through the set came (I think, can't be too sure with my shoddy Spanish)
"Como arbolito en ontonc" which saw a shaker replacing the traditional drum. The
lilting percussive effect fitted perfectly with an uplifting almost "Black bird"
like guitar piece, it meshed beautifully into probably the most impressive song
of the night. To be honest, I've never heard such beauty live. It was like Eva Cassidy,
but in the flesh. Mind blowing, especially when you started digging the art in the
background.
Thankfully the interpretive dance only featured sporadically throughout the set
(it's hard work) but one "piece" that deserves mention featured a red blanket and
presumably bore the title, "woman mourns for dead lover before experiencing an
ecstatically tranquil rebirth as sunset falls on the Andean plateau." FFS! Actually
there was one slightly better, but less dramatic, dance along the lines of "Don't
forget your poncho if you want to go to work."
All in all, and at the risk of sounding like an 83 year old digging a nice cup of
tea, it was a lovely evening. Parts did drag as music as soft and foreign as this
generally does, but there was enough quality in the tunes to lift you out of a snooze
and into something slightly more ethereal. The set ramped up towards the end with
a few more enthusiastic numbers, which were obviously crowd favourites, and stirred
up the energy and that (in)famous latin hot blood.
Aguabinas are defiantly amateur but played with a passion, confidence and exuberance
that was warmly engaging. A great experience, if only for its wondrous uniqueness.
Daragh Murray
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