Spanish Love Songs
Brave Faces Everyone

It’s all black or all white.

You're either right or left, liberal or conservative, intellectual or speak as you eat.

We are living in the worst historical period for exchanging the proverbial bar talk with someone; we are ready to reevaluate the positions of relatives and neighbors in the name of our stance, and it’s at least curious that we no longer even remember when all this crap started.

And what’s worse, we have also forgotten that we are all people, each different from the other, united by the desire for happiness and divided solely by the path to even attempt to touch it.

We are all guilty of poor memory, all except them, the Spanish Love Songs.

Active since 2014, the Los Angeles combo comes to their third album with the attitude of those who have received good responses from their previous work (Schmaltz, 2018) and still have many arguments useful to their cause: while in the background, major current themes divide and make us feel obliged to take a stance, the Spanish Love Songs put back at the center stage the small great battles that each of us must fight daily, unfortunately, through an unsuspected Midwest emo with indie shades.

There's no reason that will hold or can withstand in front of the latent weaknesses inherent in those who listen; the ten tracks of this "Brave Faces Everyone" propose not to take prisoners, and choosing which side to take will make no difference.

"It won’t be this bleak forever" is the promise from the frontman Dylan Slocum, but there’s no point in having illusions: sarcasm and the dissonances between titles/lyrics and music are cornerstones of Our stylistic mark, and it's up to us to handle them with the necessary skill.

Abandonment, abuses, addictions, loss, and disillusion are put on the table with disarming honesty; the decisive tremor in Slocum’s voice paints the most significant episodes common to human experience on a rough, abrasive canvas, that captures and holds colors, returning a grainy overall image, through whose cracks to find and recognize every expression of discomfort.

If there’s one thing the Spanish Love Songs teach us, even without the pretension of dropping who knows what truth from above, it's that being wrong is fundamentally the norm.

The herd won’t save us. Not even this time.