Reading between the lines this is essentially a ‘promo’ for the album (out now) and more importantly two live dates in the UK in London and Brighton on the 11th and 12th Sept. If you are free then go see. I think it might be interesting.
This is a bit of an odd track and a bit of an odd sell as well, which is swell. This freak is apparently from Uruguay and ended up in a basement in Queens. I mean I feel for the guy I really do. Maybe the whole thing is a piss take (Wauters, Water?) but I guess I’ll never know? Anyway, this is alternative folk that sounds straight out of the sixties. The guitar is finger pickin' good and the vocals are from the cavernous end of things. Listening to it you could be transported to Greenwich Village at the beginning of the sixties.
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The lyrics are essentially daft but I think the idea is some sort of zen koan. About two thirds of the way through the track slows down and starts “doing nothing” until the finish, where previously it had been all about the water. Om? I can think of no better recommendation than to say that this reminds me of the legend that is Jose Feliciano, minus the virtuosity.
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