In our country there is a mutual affection between Damien Jurado and the Spanish public. He wants us and we want it. Call it a WIN WIN relationship, and knowing that the singer of Seattle does not lower revs at the time of making his records. It is entirely laudable see every couple of years enjoyed a record that fully realized the expectations of what we expected of Mr. Jury. With "Caught By The Trees", for example, he did. And with "Saint Bartlett" also. I think that we could not was that "Maraqopa," the second album produced by Jury with Richard Swift, might become the beauty that is all folk bowed to wood and stone, howling, crying and stands as the best that Jurado has made in recent years.
The cohesion between cuts is tremendous and, above all, stylistic versatility Damien exhibits in the three / four minutes that last virtually all items of LP. Stunning is the stretch between 'Reel To Reel' and 'Museum Of Flight', where we find everything from echoes almost ecclesiastical ('Everyone A Star') to a gospel flavor delicacy ('Working Titles') playing a totally different level to that seen in pieces by artists in the industry.
Perhaps some cross off this album to be somewhat dense. And I understand. The production, at least initially (the first jury listeners are always somewhat hard), it is somewhat coarse. But it is a matter of time, like a hidden world of Narnia in a wardrobe, acabéis cajoled by the rustic place that describe the melodies of one of the most underrated songwriters of the international sector. "Maraqopa" a little gem worthy of discovery.
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