Skay Beilinson, the holder of the most sung riffs of Argentine rock, those of the Redonditos de Ricota, once again made a dribble at the legend that embodies the sound of his guitar in the concert offered last night at the Movistar Arena, in the Buenos Aires neighborhood by Villa Crespo, a unfolds an organic and genuine rock set which he tried to shake without appealing to evident coups.
The guitarist, who his own followers consecrate as “Patricio Rey’s heart”, barely made a few stops at the popular band’s classics which he conducted together with Indio Solari and, instead, embarked on a comprehensive tour of all his solo work, including many songs created in recent months.
In that sense, Skay Beilinson has focused on supply an honest show unaware of any demagogic gesture -despite having a past to fall back on-, in the same way that since the beginning of his solo career he has chosen to keep an audience that is more consistent with his research than numerous.
With a few references to the past
Without leaning on the comfort of the great classics, without raising the flag of his old legendary band, without relying on its own legend Written with the force of great guitar lines, Skay is connected by the honesty of her craft and, how could it be otherwise, there was electricity in the air.
There, Los Fakires played a key role, the backing band, which shows solidity in Claudio Quartero’s bass and Leandro Sánchez’s drums- and adds a good partner in Joaquín Rosson’s guitar, which allows more air to the instrumental performance of protagonist of this story.
After an intense year of shows in different parts of the suburbs and the rest of the country, and several releases, Skay y Los Fakires chose the Buenos Aires neighborhood for the year’s close, and the Movistar Arena provided the stage.
The unprecedented and stigmatizing fence on the front of the venue, which did not happen in any other show in that venue; some flags displayed around and the music of Los Redondos coming from some loudspeakers in the surrounding corners gave the pattern that there was “ricotta ritual”.
But, although once inside, in the previous one there were songs alluding to the mythical group; the frame that gave rise and Skay’s artistic proposal consistent with your decision to move forward without looking back too muchthey have made sure that these aspects do not steal the importance of the night.
This star is my luxury
In this case, unlike other projects related to the history of Los Redondos, the protagonist is the guitarist’s music and not the audience with its rites. And, specifically, the guitarist’s music, not that of Los Redondos, which appears only as a grateful concession.
“It’s a special night, you won’t miss it, touch Patricio Rey’s heart,” sang the audience before the show, but these lines faded as soon as the guitarist took the stage and started playing his cards. . So it was Patricio Rey’s heart, but it was beating to the rhythm of other creations who only knew Skay’s voice.
The moon in Fezwith its hypnotic sounds linked to the Middle East, in an involuntary tone with the World Cup fever that is sweeping through the country and which can also be heard at various hours of the night, it marked the beginning of a first tour which included stops in the eyewitnessthe Korean migratory birds, applause in the cosmos Y Fallen angels.
Man of few wordsbut equally expressive, there was only a “good night, my dears” in between, before closing the first passage with Run run run!, The whiteness of the beasts, Condor feathers in the wind Y Hee hee hee, just a small deviation in the strictly Ricotero universe.
A short ten minute break gave the intensity some breathing space, but the energy was immediately back in the air as Skay returned with Omen, Maybe tomorrow Y the invisible plotanother of the new themes, such as Run run run!
a few winks
On stage, there was another wink from Ricotero with a cross The boy from the shipyards Y Our master is the slave, to remember who is the author of those riffsand which mitigated the incidents between those who wanted to leave the audience and the security personnel of the Movistar Arena, and brought attention back to the music.
dragonsthe first of I am the machine Y Away from home they were marking an end, which was explicitly announced with a whole stick Y hymn to the nameless.
“My dears, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Happy Sunday,” launched Skay, who again has reserved other surprises for the end.
Your reading of criminal mamboadapted as if it were a cover; The Parent Golem, dried flowers Y Now you know They were the last presents from Skay, who will surely be in a fort somewhere in the country in a few days. ignoring the place of legend it occupies and seek contact with the essence.
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