Ely Guerra is a mythic figure in Mexican rock. In this double album—her most popular—she blends rawness with a delicate sensibility in songs that explore femininity, love, and loneliness. To me, the weakest tracks are the ones in English, and the tinny, “sardine-can” snare sound can make some songs harder to enjoy, but it’s a modern classic nonetheless.
Jimi was trying to make a statement: he was more than a showman on stage; there was more to him than the guitar set on fire at Woodstock. He was an artist with vision and heart, and this album is proof of that.
Jimi was trying to make a statement: he was more than a showman on stage; there was more to him than the guitar set on fire at Woodstock. He was an artist with vision and heart, and this album is proof of that.
At certain moments, I get the impression that I’m listening to a Robbie Williams album. It’s good, and I appreciate that Harry Styles went more experimental on his own terms after such massive success, but the result is just mid.