Without a doubt, Rosalía is the most international Spanish artist today, the pride of a country. Friendly, talented, innovative and capable of surprising us with every album. Plus, she’s pretty, which is always helpful when praising a public figure.
Part of Rosalía’s success, a part, but not the main one, is due to video clips from Canada. How good Canadians are. Another part of Rosalía’s success is due to our being shy and the fact that we like following a trend more than adding sauce to a plate of meatballs. The rest, the meager part, is due exclusively to his talent.
I was lucky enough to see Rosalía live before her first album. He attracted a lot of attention for the light he emanated and for his way of singing, the kind that horrifies heterodox flamenco artists and that appeals so much to young people who have barely heard flamenco in their life. We who are between one and the other really like it too.
But regardless of personal tastes, what I want to talk about is that halo that Rosalía has discolored on the top of her head. A declaration of intent that I cannot celebrate. Religion, already deprived of a transcendental meaning (now that the only transcendental thing is the money you have and, therefore, the life lessons you can give to others), is becoming a style after 2000 years of ritual refinement.
The Catholic religion, among other things, has created one of the most powerful aesthetics there is. This is not the first time we have seen Rosalía wearing a hat or plastic. Yes, I saw her speak foul language for the first time. I enjoyed an interview with her where she doesn’t sound like the Rosalía we fell in love with. It was as if Óliver Laxe had dressed up as a woman and posed as Saint Stephen, dropping religious and linguistic references without rhyme or reason. The embarrassed looks of the journalists gathered there didn’t help. We could also talk about the trendy journalists who write in culture columns. If the worst thing happened Sirat it was Laxe’s campaign and its messy polysemy, the worst thing that could happen to Rosalía would be to let herself be swallowed up by this nonsense. I only ask you not to enter that messianic world. I ask God that it is just a phase.
