#guaxe

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Red-rumped Cacique (Cacicus haemorrhous) by MarciaPBessa http://ift.tt/2o74tBi

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Guaxe – Guaxe https://cenaindie.com/album/guaxe-guaxe/

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O canto do Japú, O canto da Gralha, Gralha do Pantanal e Japu preto ou G...

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Single Takes: Mick Jenkins, Guaxe, Chukwu, and OK Kaya

Single Takes: Mick Jenkins, Guaxe, Chukwu, and OK Kaya

Single Take is a Reviler feature where multiple people give a passing glance at some new music and causally rank it somewhere between 1 (Justin Beiber) and 10 (really amazing). Fun, right? Check out the latest installment below and feel free to tell us who stupid and out of touch we are based on our opinions. Arguing on the internet: the greatest of American traditions.

Mick Jenkins will…

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Guaxe - Guaxe (2019)

Dinho, dos Boogarins, entrou no estúdio/covil de Bonifrate, e juntos criaram um trabalho de um psicadelismo denso e hipnotizante

Dinho, dos Boogarins, entrou no estúdio/covil de Bonifrate, e juntos criaram um trabalho de um psicadelismo denso e hipnotizante

Os Guaxe são dois velhos conhecidos nossos: Pedro Bonifrate, o druida de Paraty; e Dinho, vocalista e guitarrista dos Boogarins. Na verdade, esta fusão estava apenas à espera de acontecer, uma vez que os Boogarins, nomeadamente Benke Ferraz, nunca escondeu a admiração…

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NPR’s latest Alt.Latino playlist includes Guaxe, "Desafio do Guaxe"!

“Formed out of two Brazilian psych-rock bands, Guaxe is the newest project from Dino Almeida of Boogarins and Pedro Bonifrate of Supercordas. Named after a high-flying forest bird that sings synth-like sounds, the group, its self-titled album, and its lead single all seek to mimic the strangeness and beauty of the guaxe with 4-track machines, ambient rainforest sounds, and looped and reversed guitars. All together, Guaxe sounds like the moment you hit water after a jump when time slows, submerged.” Check it out HERE!

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Guaxe / Red-rumped Cacique by anacm.silva Trilha dos Tucanos - Tapiraí Brasil https://flic.kr/p/2hjjg5r

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Guaxe—S-T (Oar!)

Guaxe, a duo out of coastal Brazil, makes a woozy, soft-focus brand of psychedelia that unspools unsteadily, weaving from side to side, bumping into hard surfaces and backing fuzzily away. Given the geography, it’s tempting to link the band to Os Mutantes, but this is far more instinctual and homespun; it’s like a machine made of brightly colored boards and rusty nails that clunks to bright unlikely life, churns away at its mysterious task for a while and then stutters to a halt. It sounds a good bit like the more abstracted elements of Elephant 6—Neutral Milk Hotel for the wheezing drone of organ, Olivia Tremor Control for the dream-like fragments of sound—and occasionally like the roughest, earliest, least electronically enhanced iterations of Animal Collective.

Guaxe draws its name from a colorful bird of the Amazon, its personnel from Boogarins (Dino Almeida) and Supercordas (Pedro Bonifrate) and its laid back vibe from the beach town of Paraty, where it was recorded. The town sits on the water with its back to the rain forest, and you could make the case that, similarly, Guaxe has its toes in the warm surf of lysergic pop and its head in the deeper shadows of drone and dissonance. In any case, there’s a good time vibe to many of these tunes that occasionally gives way to deeper, chillier mysteries.

This is not a long record, but it nevertheless takes its time, weaving loose-jointedly from trippy, tone-washed soundscapes into Nuggets-ish fuzz guitar anthems. The songs stop and start at unexpected places and, often as not, crank back to life. “Desafio do Guaxe,” from the beginning, sets the humming, jangling tone, a cracked organ wafting demented, half-melancholy carnival vibes over a cracking, snapping drum beat. The song is home-made and creaky. It works with difficulty, with patches, with jerry-rigged tape and string ties, but it works.  

Other cuts are more conventionally song like. In “Pupilxs,” baroque keyboard figures dance over rusted, rasping guitar fuzz. Later on, “Onda” slams a hard, dry drum cadence over a bubbling undercurrent of bass. Both take symmetrical, pop-leaning, 1960s garage shape in time, though there are wormholes to unrulier forms in the corners; you can see them if you don’t look.

The whole experience takes less than half an hour, one track twisting into another, the last bubbly, pastel-colored daydream fading into the next. When it’s over, you might wonder what just happened, and whether any of it was real or just a fleeting, pretty mirage.

Jennifer Kelly