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The sea dog wears its hair tied up.
And has doe-like eyes, as some magazine from 1966 might comment in the captions to a photo portraying it.
Its voice is thin, almost childlike.
Fragile.
It does not bark at the moon. Rather, it whines, sometimes slyly, on the deserted beach. Out of season.
Or remains, as if in a drowsy state, watching the waves under a mild sun.
Captured in a hypnosis, projected into the past. Which, in a state of uncertain bliss, dissolves in the present: a breeze coming from who knows where, delivering the scent of a distant spring, but surprisingly still here, now.
A seashell, placed to the ear.
To hear the clear sound of acoustic guitars blending with that of a small keyboard, while ethereal choruses whisper something, never interrupting the soft, somewhat naïve ecstasy that even strings, here and there, accommodate.
Little songs.
Simple.
Where a homely version of Burt Bacharach peeks in when Phil Spector is absent
And that little voice, which at other times would have irritated you, is a drop of nectar when what you desire is just the momentary relief of a temporal oasis.
A lightness that yesterday, perhaps, you would have labeled as sappy.
But that is the closest thing you can imagine today, to the suspended state between wakefulness and sleep.
That state capable of awakening tiny memories, probably not even yours. But vivid and detailed as if they were.
A state from which you only detach to tidy up the small terrace, which in winter has turned into a cluttered storage room.
But today it's spring, and you want that small space to be clean and welcoming. You want to sip a glass with her, caressed by the uncertain light that heralds the sunset, while the background buzzing of this contemporary city disappears for a while. To remain suspended, as naïve as little songs, in this spring of ’66.
“El perro del mar” is the curious name that Sarah Assbring, a young Swedish musician, has chosen to present herself to the world. With this name, she has released her debut, self-titled album, recently published by Hybris.
Among the recent records, the farthest from the coordinates within which my usual listening habits generally move: light and unlikely, short (33’) it has found a gap, gently, to deposit here the tiny, simple paintings crafted by the sea dog.
And for now, I do not wish to avert my gaze from the surfaces, crossed by soft colors, of these watercolors veined, at times, with sweet melancholy.
Age tricks, you say?
Listen to the samples.
See you inside another record, I'll return to the Swedish drowsiness.
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El Perro Del Mar’s self-titled debut album offers a fragile, delicate sound marked by soft acoustic guitars and ethereal vocals. The music evokes nostalgic, dreamlike atmospheres reminiscent of the 1960s. Despite its simplicity and short duration, the album creates a soothing, reflective mood. The review highlights the artist’s unique charm and gentle melancholy, encouraging further exploration.Tracklist Lyrics
01 Candy (03:22)
Oh I think it's so hard trying to figure out what they want me to do
I've spent most of my days
Only to deny what I know inside is true
Oh I think it's so hard trying to get around what they want me to be
I've done just about all trying to care About everyone else except me
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy)
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's goin forth to buy her some candy now)
On a saturday night
(On a saturday night)
On a saturday night
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy)
Oh I make it so hard gettin clear about
what it is I want me to do
One day I'll get myself out in the sunshine
Then I'll get rid of the blues
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy)
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy some candy now)
On a saturday night
(On a saturday night)
On a saturday night
(niight)
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy)
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy now)
I'm going forth to buy me some candy
(She's going forth to buy her some candy)
Shoobidoo wapa
Shoobidoo wapa
Shoobidoo shoobido shoobido wapa
Shoobidoo wapa
Shoobidoo shoobidoo shobidoo wapa
03 Party (03:12)
is it so hard to see?
I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be a part of you
I just want to be a part of you
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
bebop bebop a loo la
bebop a loo la
come on over baby
there's a party going on
is it so hard to see?
I don't want to cause more trouble
I just want to be a part of you
I just want to be a part of you
is it so hard to see?
I don't want to stay at home
I just want to be a part of it
I just want to be a part of it
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
bebop bebop a loo la
bebop a loo la
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party all night long
04 People (03:18)
I can't understand people (x4)
And I guess that’s alright
I guess that’s alright
‘cause they can’t understand me
They can’t understand me
And I guess that’s alright
I guess that’s alright
‘cause they can’t understand me
They can’t understand me
I can’t understand people
I can’t understand people
05 Dog (03:01)
All the feelings you’ve got for me
It’s like for a dog
All the feelings you’ve got for me
It’s like for a dog
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it for a dog
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it for a dog
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it for a dog
I wanna feel it
I wanna feel it for a dog
06 I Can't Talk About It (02:53)
Baby
There’s been a lot going on
Baby
There’s been a lot going on
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it
Baby, oh baby
Baby, oh baby
Lately
I’ve made a life of my own
Lately
I’ve made a life of my own
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it
I can’t really talk about it...
07 Coming Down the Hill (02:33)
I'm coming down the hill
Coming down the hill
I got some good news
I got some good news
I got some good news
I'm coming down the hill
I'm coming down the hill
I got some good news
I got some good news
I got some good news
I'm coming down the hill
I'm coming down the hill
I lost the blues
I lost the blues
I lost the blues for you
For you
For you
For you
I'm coming down the hill
Coming down the hill
I lost the blues
I lost the blues for you
For you
For you
08 This Loneliness (04:38)
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
Loneliness
What a help you've been
This lonely days
You do the best to keep in
The tears and the rain
And the heartbreaks again
Only you will know
How the days go by
With no friendly hi's
And no friendly hello's
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
Loneliness
What a friend you've been
This lonely times
You try your best to hold in
The tears and the rain
And the heartbreaks again
Only you can know
How the years go by
With no friendly smiles
And no friendly hello's
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
Oh, ah, when you come
Bring the sun when you come
Oh, ah, when you come
Bring the sun when you come
Oh, ah, when you come
Bring the sun when you come
Oh, ah, when you come
Bring the sun when you come
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
This loneliness
Ain't pretty no more
Loneliness
Only taking a place of a friend
09 It's All Good (03:01)
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
It's all good,
Take a new road
And never look back
It's all good,
Take a new road
And never look back
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
It's all good,
Take a new road
And never look back
It's all good,
Take a new road
And never look back
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
It's all good,
take a new road
and never look back
It's all good,
take a new road
and never look back
La la la la la
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El Perro del Mar
El Perro del Mar is the stage name of Swedish singer-songwriter Sarah Assbring; her self-titled debut was released on Hybris in 2006.01 Reviews
