Close your eyes. Sit back relax.
Leave it to the 8 track. Ddive into your auditory sense. What are you
hearing what era this. Nervous" blasts your senses with assault style
guitar, free float lyrics, spoken word plus psychotomimetic undertones. Feels
like a splash of Jack White, dash of Ron Gallo, a pinch of Jack Kerouac. #yay
The artist that goes under the moniker
of Buenos Diaz creates sound that isn’t typical of a young gentleman. His rousing
bit of guitar slashing comes at you like a cold slap of water on your morning
skin. It's time to get rolling. This song rides like an unhinged bare back
pony kicking the dirt and tossing his mane. There is nothing safe about
this song which makes it a true force of a track.
He rattles off his
lyrics with the cadence of a Beatnik Poet holding court on
the soap box of his own making. I picture him in the hot afternoon sun with
sweat beading down his cheek and wild hair moving in its own way as he recites. "I
am so nervous. You’re so nervous!!!!
The manner in which he gutturaly growls his lyrics feels like a bounty hunter stalking
your own defenses. He’s admitting he s Nervous!
He couldn’t help himself anymore. Detailing how everyone is
nervous. He uses a spoken word style as he crashes into the penultimate
moment of the song that comes at the 1:44 mark.
He backs right into raucous Jack White like shred fest of a solo. Truly winding it up and creating sounds that
are at both otherworldly and odd celestial. He keeps moving thought he song claiming
he just might end up at the “Funny Farm”. Ain’t nothing humorous about that
type of farm. The level of anxious
concern employs a wicked style o soul
singing n a voice that juts into your senses Buenos Diaz describes “Nervous”
as “A release of pent up frustration and electric
energy. Get it in your head.” I got it in my head for sure.He even lifts off with a huge WHOOO before
ending by ripping his Tele into an extended fuzz out.
https://buenosdiazmusic.bandcamp.com/
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