Jaime yes, Philip is not [No more fuck me with that Pipe!] Several friends and I often true voucher, we agree that the pure vallenato seems as if it contained subliminal messages, because when you hear some well played and well sung, and that you upload something to the throat, mouth-watering, and something within us turns to the man next to me and says "jodaaa, pay and get some beers
, it ..." Of course, this only happens with a well vallenato stylish, zuletazo a diomedazo, some Betos, Silvio Brito, de Oñate, sometimes up to Villazon but the old people, those who no longer go.
Many times the message has found me badly, and I have to stay with the win because I have no nearby is worth some [of those indispensable in order to take account
cold ], or because we're only 10 and take much to make ends meet. I suddenly reminded of, for example, a sunny afternoon, walking in the bike along an avenue of my people, and feel achieved by the first sentence of my Rosalbita, in the voice of Poncho Zuleta, jueeepu ... another example: one of the vouchers that I talk to him once ran a chill down the back and had to swallow dry when, in the silence he heard in the distance, but crystal-clear, the notes of the guitar that starts without measuring distances, a real piedrazo in the eye !!!... In short, anecdotes in this regard there are many that are well worth it for an exclusive post, and will come a time [I hope].
That feeling and that passion that invades one to hear a good vallenato and have tried to describe is that it hurts me that some "singers" are doing to gender. And I refer in particular to Felipe Peláez. Beforehand I mean I have nothing against him as a person [that is not going to be an argumentum ad hominem
], but against his role as "interpreter." And to do except, because, on the other hand, Pelaez is a tremendous songwriter. He has brought a fresh air to the lyrics vallenato, and melodies are extremely catchy, very telling Parranderas and most of the time. And in the voice of one of the performers I mentioned before, the thing is a real bomb: elegance as are half of my life, who loves you more than [we call simply The patatús] It's time, when I want, is I was late, and many others that we enjoyed and drunk to death.
But what then? What is the problem with Felipe Peláez? I would rather say the mistake because Pelaez is destroying the elbow as done by hand, got a singer. This guy has no idea of \u200b\u200bwhat is a good interpretation vallenato ... in general, he spends more concerned that their voice to produce a good vibrato that put passion and emotion to the song [because the vibrato produces neither the one nor the another if there is a something behind ... so that grace, Serpa, King accomplished the vibrato, you should move into the third wave]. I must say that your voice does not have enough power for singing vallenato, its interpretation will not fill, produces absolutely no reaction in the listener fine [that they can discern the beating of the box, the scratching of the guacharaca and low accordion from the whole tangle of instruments that now saturate vallenato].
I think, very personal, a vallenato singer must meet several requirements to give credit to the genre: a powerful voice, a male, should be involved with the song, giving a touch sentimental, but the songs plumb type romantic [eye, not to be confused with the bleating of some restless and Company] and put delivery, determination and passion to the party animal cutting; who cares to find lyrics that exalt women, life, friendship, and not appear as if at some point were to cut the veins or as if he were making a monument to the infidelities, in short, having a voice that when you hear it cause you get a drink or a cold beer, and that one is made partaker of his feelings and his singing. Obviously, Felipe Peláez not meet any of these requirements [well, at least it saves in the letters].
So from here [knowing that many people would hate me if I read this] I ask "Pipe" Pelaez to reconsider its decision: let the singing vallenato those who know about it, switch to the ballad, which he suddenly there can do better, or just stay writing, that it does very well. The appearance does not make the book as well as a metrosexual look
a good singer does vallenato. These pot-bellied old men, gray, who dress very normalito, these do know how to sing, nojoda!
