Juana Molina 'Halo' (Crammed Discs)
Is there a cooler Argentinian than Juana Molina? She’s spent the last two decades constructing her own magical world with experimentalist electronica as her base – a kind of aural version of the Latin American hyperrealism of author Gabriel García Márquez and director Guillermo del Toro. ‘Halo’ smooches around in the same territory: beats flutter with hummingbird-wing intensity and elegant guitars flit in and out. As on the swirling psych-hop of ‘Sin Dones’, she often leaves a layer of the song unvarnished, scuzzing it up with electronic interference. Then there’s her voice, sweet and breathy, uttering lyrics that are always in Spanish, yet sometimes content just to form unfamiliar, onomatopoeic sounds. It’s endlessly bewitching.
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