TRENBIDEA

Published by DEIA, Sept. 15, 2011



All the results from the people’s group activity that concentrate in a determined place call our attention. To me markets, the turmoil of the stores, the bargaining or the people’s conversations in the different stands produce a sensation of life for me, of well-being that I have even tried to materialize in my last album "Ultramarinos & Coloniales". At the end they are so many stories, so many memories, which everything is engraved deep inside of us.

In the world there are many markets and it is difficult for me to just highlight ones from others because each one has his own charm, but the other day I saw a peculiar one, I’m not sure in saying it is fascinating or just crazy. It is about The Death Market, situated in a small town of Samut Songkhram, around 100km from Bangkok, Thailand. It´s an open market (flee market) in which, when you discover its secret, you cannot believe it. It is in the middle of a railroad! Several times a day the train goes right through the middle of this unique bazaar obliging the salespeople to move their stands just in time so the train can pass, then replacing the stock again in its place to sale as if nothing has happen. Everything happens in a normal way, without a lot of hassle, because the salespeople of The Death Market have an incredible ability to set and remove their stands, so when the train comes close they have to clear the track for the monster that every day makes his way literally over all their products.

The capacity that we have from adaptation in our environment is incredible and how when we value something we make good use of it, to its maximum. And it is a pity that when something is abundant or easy to achieve it loses all our interest and even we throw it away. In this case the space is a scarce good and I ask myself: What wouldn't these people do in one of those giant-sized shopping centers that we visit continuously and that have corridors and stores with so ample spaces?

The man’s imagination is able to derive benefit from what almost does not exist and I say almost because all that is imagined already has one way or another its existence.

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TANGER

Published by DEIA, June 30, 2011



Seated in my chair taking notes over my small sensations that comes to my mind in my notebook remembering the first time that I stepped on Moroccan lands, our destiny? The city of Tangier, to attend the Tarab Tangier, international festivity of folk music in which we were invited to share our music with groups of India, Iran, Portugal and Bulgaria.

Tangier is a city in the northern part of Morocco situated at the coasts of the Strait of Gibraltar, and example of a different neighbor’s culture. The Festivity, in his third edition and under the motto Crossroads, took place the 22nd till the 26th of June, in which we performed Saturday the 25th. It’s time to go out on stage and we perform in a privileged surrounding, a Portuguese’s fortress of the XVIIth century on the dock. I was delighted by the spirit of this soul festivity as a distinguish link of artistic and cultural international interchange level. Coincidences of life, we had just released our new project Ultramarinos & Coloniales and, all of a sudden, I see myself walking by those incredible Medinas, (The Medinas are the most exciting places of most of the Moroccan cities. In them are concentrated a great commercial, cultural and free activity of the population) alleys as if fraught mazes of commerces and stands, with unique colors, radiating life. Exclusives corners that is necessary to search for to discover part of this culture and a kind of so odd life. Even in the same festivity they offered us their typical foods with lots of spice, different and very suggestive flavors that are also a part of the surroundings and the culture of a fascinating country. As I understand it I think that is how a festival should be, representing an interchange with the people from out of town, carrying out a true cultural encounter across-the-board.


After the presentation, straight off the street at the old quarter of Bilbao, Ultramarinos & Colonial begins his way walking through the different stages that we will wander around for the next few months. Now it is our turn, let’s pull on stage the rhythms, melodies and all the emotions that we are capable to create: "these are our products". And I insure you that the people of Tangier…Have shopped!!!

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ULTRAMARINOS & COLONIALES

Published by DEIA, June 23, 2011



Inerasable memories of unmistakable aromas and unique characters that they become part of an "external" family that they accompanied the happy and unconscious step of my childhood.

The grocery stores have marked that different view of the close; daily commerce's and above all family style that today in day, for several motives, it´s almost hard to even find one.

Taking a walk by the 7 streets I delved into that memory and I came up with the idea of dedicating them this new record, because at the bottom I have tried to materialize, thanks to music, the same sensations that one experiences when he enters an establishment of that nature, discovering always new details and different aromas, but on a known base.

In this project I have counted only on the collaboration of the musicians of my band, and the fact is that it has been on purpose, because I wanted to get that special sonority that in the course of the years has accompanied me in my concerts, mixed with my compositions where, almost without meaning to, they have kept on surfacing quantity of feelings and own experiences lived in these few years. I want to thank to all and every one of the people that have helped to “wrap up” this dream in that brown paper for the effort and the support and, mainly, to José Luís Canal, for his attitude and the dedicated affection while we traveled side by side to far away places of the soul to bring part of rhythms and the melodies that the album holds.


The cycles follow and the stories repeat itself, and these commerce will return to reappear. I am sure, because I believe that we live in a moment where we begin to appraise and needing more of the real than the superfluous or the accessory for very nice, perfect and practical that they can sell it. Each day we agreed and we look intensely for the heart of the essence, escaping of the right things but insipid, of the perfect but empty.

With freedom and the confidence of what it is offered. Insurance of quality and the affection put in this elaboration and presentation: ULTRAMARINOS & COLONIALES (GROCERY & COLONIAL STORE), because always there are music fluttering in the memories

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