Like Pedro Sánchez, I too had spent an hour listening to the Lux of Rosalia. I was in front of the president, I listened to the album before it came out on Radio 3 proclaiming his “let’s all continue together, and I first, on the path”. rosaliational“I put up the do not disturb sign and opened my ears so that the spirit of my time could possess me.
Lux It’s superb, Rosalía has a supernatural talent and there are songs of a haunting and very intimate beauty. I celebrate the fact that this rarity so allergic to any label triumphs in a world dominated by the obvious and the pre-chewed. Those with crooked noses who denigrate her as a record marketing product are blind: Rosalía can’t make it up. If an executive could engineer such an artist, there would be a million clones.
Acknowledging all this, his music is not my cup of tea, as those who know English and drink tea say. I celebrate and admire her, but my soul prefers to soar to heaven with the violin of María Dueñas, who almost blew up the National Auditorium this week, even if the applause rang out little beneath Rosalía’s clamor. Everyone sees God where they can, and Teresa of Avila found him in the pots, let’s not forget that.
I would like to join the unanimous enthusiasm for not feeling like Rhea Seehorn’s character PluribusVince Gilligan’s new series (breaking Bad) on Apple TV: All of humanity has been transformed into one collective entity, and she is the only one who is still human. A failure in contagion made her immune. The invaders are benevolent, they want the woman to be happy and, if possible, to fit into the crowd, but she resists, and I think she is wrong. When even the president of your country has a dithyrambic opinion Luxthe sensible thing is to learn the lyrics in thirteen languages and sing as if you were in the Monserrat choir.
Life outside the unanimous community is a nightmare, so you must give yourself sincerely. Enforcement doesn’t work. If you fake your conversion, you will be discovered. I recognize Rosalía’s greatness because it is evident to those who don’t have horchata in their veins, but if I blend in with the crowd someone will betray me, like Donald Sutherland from Invasion of the Body Snatchers. It’s better for them to see me as I am than for Pedro Sánchez to accuse me on Radio 3 of singing Rosalía in vain.
