Simple, (in the best sense), precise and blessed with a magnificent gift for melody, this record is an absolute must if you like intelligent, reflective pop music.
A magnificent record, full of searching, beautiful sound-scapes, and no little pop sensibility. A lot of the tracks have an incredibly slow-burning quality about them that becomes some kind of sonic web in which the listener is trapped. Check out the magnificently dreamy Ceniza for an example of this.
A clever mix of sampled sounds and introspective Latin pop, Congost never sounds laboured or precious, rather there’s an ambience about the whole record that doesn’t let the listener loose: for instance, Feldespato, a collage of clangs and urban noises sits well against the slumberous mumble of Sobrevolar and the moody, sexy introspection of Extraña Colección. To say this is well managed is actually a bit of an understatement, as nothing is really above mid-tempo, (apart from the jangle of the charming Safe Side): and there was always the worry that such a record can lose its charm after the first batch of tracks.
In fact, the best is saved till last with the magnificent Lemmings and Por Ahi setting an almost devotional feel, (not a million miles away from the Durritti Colum it must be said) courtesy of some well-crafted melodic shifts and a warm, empathic tone. Simple, (in the best sense), precise and blessed with a magnificent gift for melody, this record is an absolute must if you like intelligent, reflective pop music.