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  1. Música «Roque Valero-Nuestra historia»

    Aquí os dejo un bonito del cantante y actor venezolano Roque Valero, una canción muy tierna, la verdad.

    Abrazos.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZxoMYi4RTk&list=RDONsp-SMT6is&index=12

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña y divertida
    Y no creo que nadie se atrevería
    A contarla, emularla o discutirla
    Pues carece de sentido y melodía

    Nuestra historia no es tan buena ni es tan mala
    Y aunque lo parezca no es la equivocada
    Sólo es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan compleja y dispareja
    Absoluta relegada e inocente
    Que si tuvo algún pasado no hay presente
    Y el futuro se me hace inconsistente

    Esta llena de reclamos olvidados
    Fueron muchos los errores oxidados
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Nuestra historia tonta y de telenovela
    Esta llena de altibajos y condenas
    No es tan larga, no es tan corta ni es eterna
    Cuesta mucho sacrificio mantenerla

    Hay problemas serios con las emociones
    Tiene inmadurez y precipitaciones
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es de venganzas y mentiras
    De estrategias y de falsas reconquistas
    Hay llamadas que nunca han debido hacerse
    Y miradas que el tiempo las desvanece

    Esta historia me ha hecho perder la cordura
    Ella empieza, se termina y continúa
    Esta es una tonta historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Fuente: Musixmatch

    Autores de la canción: Roque Valero

    Letra de Nuestra Historia © Emi April Music Inc., Publishing Designee Of Roque Valero

    #balada #dailyprompt #pop #popLatino #popLatinoamericano #RoqueValero

  2. Música «Roque Valero-Nuestra historia»

    Aquí os dejo un bonito del cantante y actor venezolano Roque Valero, una canción muy tierna, la verdad.

    Abrazos.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZxoMYi4RTk&list=RDONsp-SMT6is&index=12

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña y divertida
    Y no creo que nadie se atrevería
    A contarla, emularla o discutirla
    Pues carece de sentido y melodía

    Nuestra historia no es tan buena ni es tan mala
    Y aunque lo parezca no es la equivocada
    Sólo es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan compleja y dispareja
    Absoluta relegada e inocente
    Que si tuvo algún pasado no hay presente
    Y el futuro se me hace inconsistente

    Esta llena de reclamos olvidados
    Fueron muchos los errores oxidados
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Nuestra historia tonta y de telenovela
    Esta llena de altibajos y condenas
    No es tan larga, no es tan corta ni es eterna
    Cuesta mucho sacrificio mantenerla

    Hay problemas serios con las emociones
    Tiene inmadurez y precipitaciones
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es de venganzas y mentiras
    De estrategias y de falsas reconquistas
    Hay llamadas que nunca han debido hacerse
    Y miradas que el tiempo las desvanece

    Esta historia me ha hecho perder la cordura
    Ella empieza, se termina y continúa
    Esta es una tonta historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Fuente: Musixmatch

    Autores de la canción: Roque Valero

    Letra de Nuestra Historia © Emi April Music Inc., Publishing Designee Of Roque Valero

    #balada #dailyprompt #pop #popLatino #popLatinoamericano #RoqueValero

  3. Música «Roque Valero-Nuestra historia»

    Aquí os dejo un bonito del cantante y actor venezolano Roque Valero, una canción muy tierna, la verdad.

    Abrazos.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZxoMYi4RTk&list=RDONsp-SMT6is&index=12

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña y divertida
    Y no creo que nadie se atrevería
    A contarla, emularla o discutirla
    Pues carece de sentido y melodía

    Nuestra historia no es tan buena ni es tan mala
    Y aunque lo parezca no es la equivocada
    Sólo es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan compleja y dispareja
    Absoluta relegada e inocente
    Que si tuvo algún pasado no hay presente
    Y el futuro se me hace inconsistente

    Esta llena de reclamos olvidados
    Fueron muchos los errores oxidados
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Nuestra historia tonta y de telenovela
    Esta llena de altibajos y condenas
    No es tan larga, no es tan corta ni es eterna
    Cuesta mucho sacrificio mantenerla

    Hay problemas serios con las emociones
    Tiene inmadurez y precipitaciones
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es de venganzas y mentiras
    De estrategias y de falsas reconquistas
    Hay llamadas que nunca han debido hacerse
    Y miradas que el tiempo las desvanece

    Esta historia me ha hecho perder la cordura
    Ella empieza, se termina y continúa
    Esta es una tonta historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Fuente: Musixmatch

    Autores de la canción: Roque Valero

    Letra de Nuestra Historia © Emi April Music Inc., Publishing Designee Of Roque Valero

    #balada #dailyprompt #pop #popLatino #popLatinoamericano #RoqueValero

  4. Música «Roque Valero-Nuestra historia»

    Aquí os dejo un bonito del cantante y actor venezolano Roque Valero, una canción muy tierna, la verdad.

    Abrazos.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZxoMYi4RTk&list=RDONsp-SMT6is&index=12

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña y divertida
    Y no creo que nadie se atrevería
    A contarla, emularla o discutirla
    Pues carece de sentido y melodía

    Nuestra historia no es tan buena ni es tan mala
    Y aunque lo parezca no es la equivocada
    Sólo es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan compleja y dispareja
    Absoluta relegada e inocente
    Que si tuvo algún pasado no hay presente
    Y el futuro se me hace inconsistente

    Esta llena de reclamos olvidados
    Fueron muchos los errores oxidados
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Nuestra historia tonta y de telenovela
    Esta llena de altibajos y condenas
    No es tan larga, no es tan corta ni es eterna
    Cuesta mucho sacrificio mantenerla

    Hay problemas serios con las emociones
    Tiene inmadurez y precipitaciones
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es de venganzas y mentiras
    De estrategias y de falsas reconquistas
    Hay llamadas que nunca han debido hacerse
    Y miradas que el tiempo las desvanece

    Esta historia me ha hecho perder la cordura
    Ella empieza, se termina y continúa
    Esta es una tonta historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Fuente: Musixmatch

    Autores de la canción: Roque Valero

    Letra de Nuestra Historia © Emi April Music Inc., Publishing Designee Of Roque Valero

    #balada #dailyprompt #pop #popLatino #popLatinoamericano #RoqueValero

  5. Música «Roque Valero-Nuestra historia»

    Aquí os dejo un bonito del cantante y actor venezolano Roque Valero, una canción muy tierna, la verdad.

    Abrazos.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZxoMYi4RTk&list=RDONsp-SMT6is&index=12

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña y divertida
    Y no creo que nadie se atrevería
    A contarla, emularla o discutirla
    Pues carece de sentido y melodía

    Nuestra historia no es tan buena ni es tan mala
    Y aunque lo parezca no es la equivocada
    Sólo es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan compleja y dispareja
    Absoluta relegada e inocente
    Que si tuvo algún pasado no hay presente
    Y el futuro se me hace inconsistente

    Esta llena de reclamos olvidados
    Fueron muchos los errores oxidados
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Nuestra historia tonta y de telenovela
    Esta llena de altibajos y condenas
    No es tan larga, no es tan corta ni es eterna
    Cuesta mucho sacrificio mantenerla

    Hay problemas serios con las emociones
    Tiene inmadurez y precipitaciones
    Esta es una rara historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es de venganzas y mentiras
    De estrategias y de falsas reconquistas
    Hay llamadas que nunca han debido hacerse
    Y miradas que el tiempo las desvanece

    Esta historia me ha hecho perder la cordura
    Ella empieza, se termina y continúa
    Esta es una tonta historia que va, que regresa
    Que sueña y promete ser un poco diferente

    Nuestra historia es tan extraña
    Que aunque quisiera cantarla
    No podría mi garganta
    Está vencida y desgastada
    De tanto gritar tu nombre
    Al llegar y no verte en casa
    Se me gasta la memoria
    Recordándote en la cama

    Nuestra historia es tan absurda
    Es tan loca, inhumana
    Que el final es un comienzo
    Y tengo que aguantar mis ganas
    De abrazarte por las noches
    Y buscarte en las mañanas
    Se me acaban los recuerdos
    Esperando tu regreso

    Fuente: Musixmatch

    Autores de la canción: Roque Valero

    Letra de Nuestra Historia © Emi April Music Inc., Publishing Designee Of Roque Valero

    #balada #dailyprompt #pop #popLatino #popLatinoamericano #RoqueValero

  6. ¡Nueva voz en el pop latino! 🎤 La cantante Crystal irrumpe en la escena musical con el lanzamiento de su nuevo y poderoso sencillo, “Promesa”. ¡Escucha lo más reciente de su propuesta! Conoce los detalles en la nota. #Crystal #Promesa #PopLatino #NuevaMúsica

    Más aquí: zurl.co/5NNlR

  7. ¡Nueva voz en el pop latino! 🎤 La cantante Crystal irrumpe en la escena musical con el lanzamiento de su nuevo y poderoso sencillo, “Promesa”. ¡Escucha lo más reciente de su propuesta! Conoce los detalles en la nota. #Crystal #Promesa #PopLatino #NuevaMúsica

    Más aquí: zurl.co/5NNlR

  8. ¡Nueva voz en el pop latino! 🎤 La cantante Crystal irrumpe en la escena musical con el lanzamiento de su nuevo y poderoso sencillo, “Promesa”. ¡Escucha lo más reciente de su propuesta! Conoce los detalles en la nota. #Crystal #Promesa #PopLatino #NuevaMúsica

    Más aquí: zurl.co/5NNlR

  9. ¡Nueva voz en el pop latino! 🎤 La cantante Crystal irrumpe en la escena musical con el lanzamiento de su nuevo y poderoso sencillo, “Promesa”. ¡Escucha lo más reciente de su propuesta! Conoce los detalles en la nota. #Crystal #Promesa #PopLatino #NuevaMúsica

    Más aquí: zurl.co/5NNlR

  10. «No me puedo imaginar
    cuánto tiempo pasará,
    no me puedo imaginar
    cuántos días tardarás.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    Por las calles vagaré,
    mil días te buscaré,
    por las calles te veré,
    mil días esperaré.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    La avenida principal,
    este frío y la humedad;
    aunque me sienta feliz
    nunca me olvido de ti.»

    #Bristol #PopEnEspañol #PopEnCastellano #PopLatino #PopArgentino #PopDeArgentina

  11. «No me puedo imaginar
    cuánto tiempo pasará,
    no me puedo imaginar
    cuántos días tardarás.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    Por las calles vagaré,
    mil días te buscaré,
    por las calles te veré,
    mil días esperaré.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    La avenida principal,
    este frío y la humedad;
    aunque me sienta feliz
    nunca me olvido de ti.»

    #Bristol #PopEnEspañol #PopEnCastellano #PopLatino #PopArgentino #PopDeArgentina

  12. «No me puedo imaginar
    cuánto tiempo pasará,
    no me puedo imaginar
    cuántos días tardarás.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    Por las calles vagaré,
    mil días te buscaré,
    por las calles te veré,
    mil días esperaré.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    La avenida principal,
    este frío y la humedad;
    aunque me sienta feliz
    nunca me olvido de ti.»

  13. «No me puedo imaginar
    cuánto tiempo pasará,
    no me puedo imaginar
    cuántos días tardarás.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    Por las calles vagaré,
    mil días te buscaré,
    por las calles te veré,
    mil días esperaré.

    Hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas,
    hasta que vuelvas
    y me quieras.

    La avenida principal,
    este frío y la humedad;
    aunque me sienta feliz
    nunca me olvido de ti.»

    #Bristol #PopEnEspañol #PopEnCastellano #PopLatino #PopArgentino #PopDeArgentina

  14. Calva Louise – Edge of the Abyss Review

    By Angry Metal Guy

    Genre is a funny thing. Calva Louise will almost certainly be called “Crossover.” Their sound is a combination of elements that, if I read each one individually, would make me cringe or shrug my shoulders. Seen grouped on the page, I might ask, “How would that even work?” What I wouldn’t expect is an album that excites me. The kind of excitement that drives one to spin the record again immediately. The kind of excitement that leads to sharing the record with anyone who will listen and lengthy discussions of the details of whether someone else noticed the Fleshgod Apocalypse piano arpeggios in track four.1 But Edge of the Abyss is a rare record that manages to feel wild, unpredictable, and yet addictive—evocative—all at once. And while it’s apparently a concept album, the real story that I’m following is the one told in the songs that add up to something greater than the sum of their parts.

    The strength of Edge of the Abyss lies in its fusions, and I mean that in every sense. Calva Louise doesn’t blend styles; they smash them together. “Tunnel Vision” rips open the record with a sugar-rush hook, bouncing within three minutes from pop-chorus to dubstep drop to metallic groove. “W.T.F.” is exactly that: frenetic, agitated, and punky. “Aimless,” the album’s first single, is a real highlight, threading unpredictable melodies, classical piano runs, and crunchy metal riffage into something that feels like “Justice for Saint Marie” (Diablo Swing Orchestra) but with a dembow beat.2 Each song can be emphasized for such moments: “Hate in Me” swaps between Katatonia and Kate Bush without skipping a beat; “Under the Skin” gives Lacuna Coil while “Barely a Response” blends 3/Coheed and Cambria and Muse to create something that just vibes right—blending proggy post-punk with The Fall of Hearts.

    The balancing act is accomplished by Edge of the Abyss being extremely well-composed. These songs, while poppy—slick, catchy, memorable—aren’t glued together Frankenpop. Instead, they’re meticulously assembled homunculi, each with its own little soul.3 There’s a sense throughout the first half of this record that you’re listening to something much more thoughtful than its surface chaos might suggest. I might be imagining things, but this is where frontwoman and primary composer Jess Allanic’s background in composition seems to play a major role. The fact that Calva Louise can evoke so many different bands, sounds, and seamlessly traverse genre boundaries in seconds—from harmonized vocals over Latin folk beats to crunchy groove to house in moments (“El Umbral”)—without seeming scattered speaks to a deep understanding of music.4

    You can feel that deep understanding of music in Edge of the Abyss’s most daring material: its multilingual, rhythmically tangled, and emotionally exposed core. “Lo Que Vale,” which may be my favorite song, strips things back enough to let Allanic’s small-but-commanding voice—reminiscent of Catalina García (Monsieur Periné)—to shine. “Impeccable” evokes The Kovenant’s “New World Order” before erupting into harmonized guitar leads and New Wave vibes. These are songs with giant choruses, and while Allanic has a remarkable presence and extremely deft melodic sense, she never dominates the mix. Whether screaming, speaking, or singing, her voice is expertly integrated, capable of balancing Kate Bush and Jonas Renkse depending on where she is in a song (“Hate in Me”), with harmonic sensibilities that bring me back to 3‘s The End Is Begun. Her presence does for Calva Louise what Serj Tankian did for System of a Down or Trim for King Goat. But unlike the aforementioned vocalists, she’s playing guitar, piano, and writing songs.

    Edge of the Abyss is not perfect, however. First, the record’s energy flags a bit in the back half, where “The Abyss” pulls its punches and “Under the Skin” leans too hard on its mid-tempo groove. Nothing here fails, but the band’s frenetic, genre-defying dynamism seems more concentrated in the first six tracks. Still, even at its weakest, Edge of the Abyss brims with detail—piano breaks, synth arpeggios, key changes—that keep it from feeling inert. And repeated listens have only deepened my appreciation for these later tracks. If the front half is where Calva Louise erupts, the back half is where the ash is beginning to fall. Second, while there is supposedly a concept here, I have no idea what it is. In the tradition of Coheed & Cambria, who famously have a massive story but lyrics that read like “girl doesn’t like boy and boy gets mad about it,” a lot of this just reads as angst.

    Some records sound big, and some records feel big. Edge of the Abyss does both.5 It feels big because it has ideas, and it succeeds because it commits to those ideas with zero regard for genre gatekeeping, scene politics, or what guys like me think is cool. It’s weird, catchy, and gleefully sophisticated, with every song bringing something unique to the table. Every arrangement counts. It’s a banger parade, and it’s hard not to feel like it’s also smart as hell. Is it perfect? No. But it’s addictive, it’s fun, and it’s going to be the most controversial Record o’ the Month since Gazpacho.

    Rating: Great!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s CBR MP3
    Label: Mascot Records
    Websites: calvalouise.com | calvalouise.bandcamp.com
    Release Date: July 11th, 2025

    #2025 #40 #CalvaLouise #CoheedAndCambria #crossover #DiabloSwingOrchestra #Dubstep #EdgeOfTheAbyss #Electronica #GrooveMetal #Jul25 #Katatonia #KateBush #KingGoat #MascotLabelGroup #MascotRecords #Metalcore #MonsieurPeriné #Muse #PopLatino #ProgressiveMetal #SystemOfADown #TheKovenant #Three #UKMetal

  15. Calva Louise – Edge of the Abyss Review

    By Angry Metal Guy

    Genre is a funny thing. Calva Louise will almost certainly be called “Crossover.” Their sound is a combination of elements that, if I read each one individually, would make me cringe or shrug my shoulders. Seen grouped on the page, I might ask, “How would that even work?” What I wouldn’t expect is an album that excites me. The kind of excitement that drives one to spin the record again immediately. The kind of excitement that leads to sharing the record with anyone who will listen and lengthy discussions of the details of whether someone else noticed the Fleshgod Apocalypse piano arpeggios in track four.1 But Edge of the Abyss is a rare record that manages to feel wild, unpredictable, and yet addictive—evocative—all at once. And while it’s apparently a concept album, the real story that I’m following is the one told in the songs that add up to something greater than the sum of their parts.

    The strength of Edge of the Abyss lies in its fusions, and I mean that in every sense. Calva Louise doesn’t blend styles; they smash them together. “Tunnel Vision” rips open the record with a sugar-rush hook, bouncing within three minutes from pop-chorus to dubstep drop to metallic groove. “W.T.F.” is exactly that: frenetic, agitated, and punky. “Aimless,” the album’s first single, is a real highlight, threading unpredictable melodies, classical piano runs, and crunchy metal riffage into something that feels like “Justice for Saint Marie” (Diablo Swing Orchestra) but with a dembow beat.2 Each song can be emphasized for such moments: “Hate in Me” swaps between Katatonia and Kate Bush without skipping a beat; “Under the Skin” gives Lacuna Coil while “Barely a Response” blends 3/Coheed and Cambria and Muse to create something that just vibes right—blending proggy post-punk with The Fall of Hearts.

    The balancing act is accomplished by Edge of the Abyss being extremely well-composed. These songs, while poppy—slick, catchy, memorable—aren’t glued together Frankenpop. Instead, they’re meticulously assembled homunculi, each with its own little soul.3 There’s a sense throughout the first half of this record that you’re listening to something much more thoughtful than its surface chaos might suggest. I might be imagining things, but this is where frontwoman and primary composer Jess Allanic’s background in composition seems to play a major role. The fact that Calva Louise can evoke so many different bands, sounds, and seamlessly traverse genre boundaries in seconds—from harmonized vocals over Latin folk beats to crunchy groove to house in moments (“El Umbral”)—without seeming scattered speaks to a deep understanding of music.4

    You can feel that deep understanding of music in Edge of the Abyss’s most daring material: its multilingual, rhythmically tangled, and emotionally exposed core. “Lo Que Vale,” which may be my favorite song, strips things back enough to let Allanic’s small-but-commanding voice—reminiscent of Catalina García (Monsieur Periné)—to shine. “Impeccable” evokes The Kovenant’s “New World Order” before erupting into harmonized guitar leads and New Wave vibes. These are songs with giant choruses, and while Allanic has a remarkable presence and extremely deft melodic sense, she never dominates the mix. Whether screaming, speaking, or singing, her voice is expertly integrated, capable of balancing Kate Bush and Jonas Renkse depending on where she is in a song (“Hate in Me”), with harmonic sensibilities that bring me back to 3‘s The End Is Begun. Her presence does for Calva Louise what Serj Tankian did for System of a Down or Trim for King Goat. But unlike the aforementioned vocalists, she’s playing guitar, piano, and writing songs.

    Edge of the Abyss is not perfect, however. First, the record’s energy flags a bit in the back half, where “The Abyss” pulls its punches and “Under the Skin” leans too hard on its mid-tempo groove. Nothing here fails, but the band’s frenetic, genre-defying dynamism seems more concentrated in the first six tracks. Still, even at its weakest, Edge of the Abyss brims with detail—piano breaks, synth arpeggios, key changes—that keep it from feeling inert. And repeated listens have only deepened my appreciation for these later tracks. If the front half is where Calva Louise erupts, the back half is where the ash is beginning to fall. Second, while there is supposedly a concept here, I have no idea what it is. In the tradition of Coheed & Cambria, who famously have a massive story but lyrics that read like “girl doesn’t like boy and boy gets mad about it,” a lot of this just reads as angst.

    Some records sound big, and some records feel big. Edge of the Abyss does both.5 It feels big because it has ideas, and it succeeds because it commits to those ideas with zero regard for genre gatekeeping, scene politics, or what guys like me think is cool. It’s weird, catchy, and gleefully sophisticated, with every song bringing something unique to the table. Every arrangement counts. It’s a banger parade, and it’s hard not to feel like it’s also smart as hell. Is it perfect? No. But it’s addictive, it’s fun, and it’s going to be the most controversial Record o’ the Month since Gazpacho.

    Rating: Great!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s CBR MP3
    Label: Mascot Records
    Websites: calvalouise.com | calvalouise.bandcamp.com
    Release Date: July 11th, 2025

    #2025 #40 #CalvaLouise #CoheedAndCambria #crossover #DiabloSwingOrchestra #Dubstep #EdgeOfTheAbyss #Electronica #GrooveMetal #Jul25 #Katatonia #KateBush #KingGoat #MascotLabelGroup #MascotRecords #Metalcore #MonsieurPeriné #Muse #PopLatino #ProgressiveMetal #SystemOfADown #TheKovenant #Three #UKMetal

  16. Calva Louise – Edge of the Abyss Review

    By Angry Metal Guy

    Genre is a funny thing. Calva Louise will almost certainly be called “Crossover.” Their sound is a combination of elements that, if I read each one individually, would make me cringe or shrug my shoulders. Seen grouped on the page, I might ask, “How would that even work?” What I wouldn’t expect is an album that excites me. The kind of excitement that drives one to spin the record again immediately. The kind of excitement that leads to sharing the record with anyone who will listen and lengthy discussions of the details of whether someone else noticed the Fleshgod Apocalypse piano arpeggios in track four.1 But Edge of the Abyss is a rare record that manages to feel wild, unpredictable, and yet addictive—evocative—all at once. And while it’s apparently a concept album, the real story that I’m following is the one told in the songs that add up to something greater than the sum of their parts.

    The strength of Edge of the Abyss lies in its fusions, and I mean that in every sense. Calva Louise doesn’t blend styles; they smash them together. “Tunnel Vision” rips open the record with a sugar-rush hook, bouncing within three minutes from pop-chorus to dubstep drop to metallic groove. “W.T.F.” is exactly that: frenetic, agitated, and punky. “Aimless,” the album’s first single, is a real highlight, threading unpredictable melodies, classical piano runs, and crunchy metal riffage into something that feels like “Justice for Saint Marie” (Diablo Swing Orchestra) but with a dembow beat.2 Each song can be emphasized for such moments: “Hate in Me” swaps between Katatonia and Kate Bush without skipping a beat; “Under the Skin” gives Lacuna Coil while “Barely a Response” blends 3/Coheed and Cambria and Muse to create something that just vibes right—blending proggy post-punk with The Fall of Hearts.

    The balancing act is accomplished by Edge of the Abyss being extremely well-composed. These songs, while poppy—slick, catchy, memorable—aren’t glued together Frankenpop. Instead, they’re meticulously assembled homunculi, each with its own little soul.3 There’s a sense throughout the first half of this record that you’re listening to something much more thoughtful than its surface chaos might suggest. I might be imagining things, but this is where frontwoman and primary composer Jess Allanic’s background in composition seems to play a major role. The fact that Calva Louise can evoke so many different bands, sounds, and seamlessly traverse genre boundaries in seconds—from harmonized vocals over Latin folk beats to crunchy groove to house in moments (“El Umbral”)—without seeming scattered speaks to a deep understanding of music.4

    You can feel that deep understanding of music in Edge of the Abyss’s most daring material: its multilingual, rhythmically tangled, and emotionally exposed core. “Lo Que Vale,” which may be my favorite song, strips things back enough to let Allanic’s small-but-commanding voice—reminiscent of Catalina García (Monsieur Periné)—to shine. “Impeccable” evokes The Kovenant’s “New World Order” before erupting into harmonized guitar leads and New Wave vibes. These are songs with giant choruses, and while Allanic has a remarkable presence and extremely deft melodic sense, she never dominates the mix. Whether screaming, speaking, or singing, her voice is expertly integrated, capable of balancing Kate Bush and Jonas Renkse depending on where she is in a song (“Hate in Me”), with harmonic sensibilities that bring me back to 3‘s The End Is Begun. Her presence does for Calva Louise what Serj Tankian did for System of a Down or Trim for King Goat. But unlike the aforementioned vocalists, she’s playing guitar, piano, and writing songs.

    Edge of the Abyss is not perfect, however. First, the record’s energy flags a bit in the back half, where “The Abyss” pulls its punches and “Under the Skin” leans too hard on its mid-tempo groove. Nothing here fails, but the band’s frenetic, genre-defying dynamism seems more concentrated in the first six tracks. Still, even at its weakest, Edge of the Abyss brims with detail—piano breaks, synth arpeggios, key changes—that keep it from feeling inert. And repeated listens have only deepened my appreciation for these later tracks. If the front half is where Calva Louise erupts, the back half is where the ash is beginning to fall. Second, while there is supposedly a concept here, I have no idea what it is. In the tradition of Coheed & Cambria, who famously have a massive story but lyrics that read like “girl doesn’t like boy and boy gets mad about it,” a lot of this just reads as angst.

    Some records sound big, and some records feel big. Edge of the Abyss does both.5 It feels big because it has ideas, and it succeeds because it commits to those ideas with zero regard for genre gatekeeping, scene politics, or what guys like me think is cool. It’s weird, catchy, and gleefully sophisticated, with every song bringing something unique to the table. Every arrangement counts. It’s a banger parade, and it’s hard not to feel like it’s also smart as hell. Is it perfect? No. But it’s addictive, it’s fun, and it’s going to be the most controversial Record o’ the Month since Gazpacho.

    Rating: Great!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s CBR MP3
    Label: Mascot Records
    Websites: calvalouise.com | calvalouise.bandcamp.com
    Release Date: July 11th, 2025

    #2025 #40 #CalvaLouise #CoheedAndCambria #crossover #DiabloSwingOrchestra #Dubstep #EdgeOfTheAbyss #Electronica #GrooveMetal #Jul25 #Katatonia #KateBush #KingGoat #MascotLabelGroup #MascotRecords #Metalcore #MonsieurPeriné #Muse #PopLatino #ProgressiveMetal #SystemOfADown #TheKovenant #Three #UKMetal

  17. Calva Louise – Edge of the Abyss Review

    By Angry Metal Guy

    Genre is a funny thing. Calva Louise will almost certainly be called “Crossover.” Their sound is a combination of elements that, if I read each one individually, would make me cringe or shrug my shoulders. Seen grouped on the page, I might ask, “How would that even work?” What I wouldn’t expect is an album that excites me. The kind of excitement that drives one to spin the record again immediately. The kind of excitement that leads to sharing the record with anyone who will listen and lengthy discussions of the details of whether someone else noticed the Fleshgod Apocalypse piano arpeggios in track four.1 But Edge of the Abyss is a rare record that manages to feel wild, unpredictable, and yet addictive—evocative—all at once. And while it’s apparently a concept album, the real story that I’m following is the one told in the songs that add up to something greater than the sum of their parts.

    The strength of Edge of the Abyss lies in its fusions, and I mean that in every sense. Calva Louise doesn’t blend styles; they smash them together. “Tunnel Vision” rips open the record with a sugar-rush hook, bouncing within three minutes from pop-chorus to dubstep drop to metallic groove. “W.T.F.” is exactly that: frenetic, agitated, and punky. “Aimless,” the album’s first single, is a real highlight, threading unpredictable melodies, classical piano runs, and crunchy metal riffage into something that feels like “Justice for Saint Marie” (Diablo Swing Orchestra) but with a dembow beat.2 Each song can be emphasized for such moments: “Hate in Me” swaps between Katatonia and Kate Bush without skipping a beat; “Under the Skin” gives Lacuna Coil while “Barely a Response” blends 3/Coheed and Cambria and Muse to create something that just vibes right—blending proggy post-punk with The Fall of Hearts.

    The balancing act is accomplished by Edge of the Abyss being extremely well-composed. These songs, while poppy—slick, catchy, memorable—aren’t glued together Frankenpop. Instead, they’re meticulously assembled homunculi, each with its own little soul.3 There’s a sense throughout the first half of this record that you’re listening to something much more thoughtful than its surface chaos might suggest. I might be imagining things, but this is where frontwoman and primary composer Jess Allanic’s background in composition seems to play a major role. The fact that Calva Louise can evoke so many different bands, sounds, and seamlessly traverse genre boundaries in seconds—from harmonized vocals over Latin folk beats to crunchy groove to house in moments (“El Umbral”)—without seeming scattered speaks to a deep understanding of music.4

    You can feel that deep understanding of music in Edge of the Abyss’s most daring material: its multilingual, rhythmically tangled, and emotionally exposed core. “Lo Que Vale,” which may be my favorite song, strips things back enough to let Allanic’s small-but-commanding voice—reminiscent of Catalina García (Monsieur Periné)—to shine. “Impeccable” evokes The Kovenant’s “New World Order” before erupting into harmonized guitar leads and New Wave vibes. These are songs with giant choruses, and while Allanic has a remarkable presence and extremely deft melodic sense, she never dominates the mix. Whether screaming, speaking, or singing, her voice is expertly integrated, capable of balancing Kate Bush and Jonas Renkse depending on where she is in a song (“Hate in Me”), with harmonic sensibilities that bring me back to 3‘s The End Is Begun. Her presence does for Calva Louise what Serj Tankian did for System of a Down or Trim for King Goat. But unlike the aforementioned vocalists, she’s playing guitar, piano, and writing songs.

    Edge of the Abyss is not perfect, however. First, the record’s energy flags a bit in the back half, where “The Abyss” pulls its punches and “Under the Skin” leans too hard on its mid-tempo groove. Nothing here fails, but the band’s frenetic, genre-defying dynamism seems more concentrated in the first six tracks. Still, even at its weakest, Edge of the Abyss brims with detail—piano breaks, synth arpeggios, key changes—that keep it from feeling inert. And repeated listens have only deepened my appreciation for these later tracks. If the front half is where Calva Louise erupts, the back half is where the ash is beginning to fall. Second, while there is supposedly a concept here, I have no idea what it is. In the tradition of Coheed & Cambria, who famously have a massive story but lyrics that read like “girl doesn’t like boy and boy gets mad about it,” a lot of this just reads as angst.

    Some records sound big, and some records feel big. Edge of the Abyss does both.5 It feels big because it has ideas, and it succeeds because it commits to those ideas with zero regard for genre gatekeeping, scene politics, or what guys like me think is cool. It’s weird, catchy, and gleefully sophisticated, with every song bringing something unique to the table. Every arrangement counts. It’s a banger parade, and it’s hard not to feel like it’s also smart as hell. Is it perfect? No. But it’s addictive, it’s fun, and it’s going to be the most controversial Record o’ the Month since Gazpacho.

    Rating: Great!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s CBR MP3
    Label: Mascot Records
    Websites: calvalouise.com | calvalouise.bandcamp.com
    Release Date: July 11th, 2025

    #2025 #40 #CalvaLouise #CoheedAndCambria #crossover #DiabloSwingOrchestra #Dubstep #EdgeOfTheAbyss #Electronica #GrooveMetal #Jul25 #Katatonia #KateBush #KingGoat #MascotLabelGroup #MascotRecords #Metalcore #MonsieurPeriné #Muse #PopLatino #ProgressiveMetal #SystemOfADown #TheKovenant #Three #UKMetal

  18. Calva Louise – Edge of the Abyss Review

    By Angry Metal Guy

    Genre is a funny thing. Calva Louise will almost certainly be called “Crossover.” Their sound is a combination of elements that, if I read each one individually, would make me cringe or shrug my shoulders. Seen grouped on the page, I might ask, “How would that even work?” What I wouldn’t expect is an album that excites me. The kind of excitement that drives one to spin the record again immediately. The kind of excitement that leads to sharing the record with anyone who will listen and lengthy discussions of the details of whether someone else noticed the Fleshgod Apocalypse piano arpeggios in track four.1 But Edge of the Abyss is a rare record that manages to feel wild, unpredictable, and yet addictive—evocative—all at once. And while it’s apparently a concept album, the real story that I’m following is the one told in the songs that add up to something greater than the sum of their parts.

    The strength of Edge of the Abyss lies in its fusions, and I mean that in every sense. Calva Louise doesn’t blend styles; they smash them together. “Tunnel Vision” rips open the record with a sugar-rush hook, bouncing within three minutes from pop-chorus to dubstep drop to metallic groove. “W.T.F.” is exactly that: frenetic, agitated, and punky. “Aimless,” the album’s first single, is a real highlight, threading unpredictable melodies, classical piano runs, and crunchy metal riffage into something that feels like “Justice for Saint Marie” (Diablo Swing Orchestra) but with a dembow beat.2 Each song can be emphasized for such moments: “Hate in Me” swaps between Katatonia and Kate Bush without skipping a beat; “Under the Skin” gives Lacuna Coil while “Barely a Response” blends 3/Coheed and Cambria and Muse to create something that just vibes right—blending proggy post-punk with The Fall of Hearts.

    The balancing act is accomplished by Edge of the Abyss being extremely well-composed. These songs, while poppy—slick, catchy, memorable—aren’t glued together Frankenpop. Instead, they’re meticulously assembled homunculi, each with its own little soul.3 There’s a sense throughout the first half of this record that you’re listening to something much more thoughtful than its surface chaos might suggest. I might be imagining things, but this is where frontwoman and primary composer Jess Allanic’s background in composition seems to play a major role. The fact that Calva Louise can evoke so many different bands, sounds, and seamlessly traverse genre boundaries in seconds—from harmonized vocals over Latin folk beats to crunchy groove to house in moments (“El Umbral”)—without seeming scattered speaks to a deep understanding of music.4

    You can feel that deep understanding of music in Edge of the Abyss’s most daring material: its multilingual, rhythmically tangled, and emotionally exposed core. “Lo Que Vale,” which may be my favorite song, strips things back enough to let Allanic’s small-but-commanding voice—reminiscent of Catalina García (Monsieur Periné)—to shine. “Impeccable” evokes The Kovenant’s “New World Order” before erupting into harmonized guitar leads and New Wave vibes. These are songs with giant choruses, and while Allanic has a remarkable presence and extremely deft melodic sense, she never dominates the mix. Whether screaming, speaking, or singing, her voice is expertly integrated, capable of balancing Kate Bush and Jonas Renkse depending on where she is in a song (“Hate in Me”), with harmonic sensibilities that bring me back to 3‘s The End Is Begun. Her presence does for Calva Louise what Serj Tankian did for System of a Down or Trim for King Goat. But unlike the aforementioned vocalists, she’s playing guitar, piano, and writing songs.

    Edge of the Abyss is not perfect, however. First, the record’s energy flags a bit in the back half, where “The Abyss” pulls its punches and “Under the Skin” leans too hard on its mid-tempo groove. Nothing here fails, but the band’s frenetic, genre-defying dynamism seems more concentrated in the first six tracks. Still, even at its weakest, Edge of the Abyss brims with detail—piano breaks, synth arpeggios, key changes—that keep it from feeling inert. And repeated listens have only deepened my appreciation for these later tracks. If the front half is where Calva Louise erupts, the back half is where the ash is beginning to fall. Second, while there is supposedly a concept here, I have no idea what it is. In the tradition of Coheed & Cambria, who famously have a massive story but lyrics that read like “girl doesn’t like boy and boy gets mad about it,” a lot of this just reads as angst.

    Some records sound big, and some records feel big. Edge of the Abyss does both.5 It feels big because it has ideas, and it succeeds because it commits to those ideas with zero regard for genre gatekeeping, scene politics, or what guys like me think is cool. It’s weird, catchy, and gleefully sophisticated, with every song bringing something unique to the table. Every arrangement counts. It’s a banger parade, and it’s hard not to feel like it’s also smart as hell. Is it perfect? No. But it’s addictive, it’s fun, and it’s going to be the most controversial Record o’ the Month since Gazpacho.

    Rating: Great!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s CBR MP3
    Label: Mascot Records
    Websites: calvalouise.com | calvalouise.bandcamp.com
    Release Date: July 11th, 2025

    #2025 #40 #CalvaLouise #CoheedAndCambria #crossover #DiabloSwingOrchestra #Dubstep #EdgeOfTheAbyss #Electronica #GrooveMetal #Jul25 #Katatonia #KateBush #KingGoat #MascotLabelGroup #MascotRecords #Metalcore #MonsieurPeriné #Muse #PopLatino #ProgressiveMetal #SystemOfADown #TheKovenant #Three #UKMetal

  19. Alan de Magneto y el recuerdo imborrable de mi adolescencia

    Hace poco vi en Facebook que Alan, integrante de Magneto, atraviesa un difícil episodio de depresión. Esta noticia me hizo recordar cuánto marcó mi adolescencia.

    A principios de los 2000, mientras promocionaba su segundo disco como solista, Alan visitaba Monterrey con frecuencia para presentarse en estaciones de radio y programas de televisión. Yo, como fan, trataba de estar presente en cada oportunidad. En esos tiempos ni existía Facebook; las noticias sobre él llegaban a través de clubs de fans en los grupos de Yahoo y MSN… ¡Uy, ya llovió!

    Tal era mi emoción que hasta contactaba a la persona con la que viajaba para saber en qué hotel estaría y así poder verlo. ¡Qué locura!

    Uno de mis recuerdos más especiales fue cuando gané una convivencia con él en Exa Monterrey. Pasé un rato increíble a su lado, aunque pobre de él… lo “lamparié” con el flash de mi cámara todo el tiempo. Lamentablemente, nunca pude recuperar esas fotos, pero el recuerdo sigue intacto.

    Lo que más me impactó fue su amabilidad. Siempre se mostró atento y respetuoso, algo que no todos los artistas hacen. Fue el único al que seguí como fan, y por eso siempre tendrá un lugar especial en mi corazón.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGgNZh3yCtQ

    Espero de todo corazón que pueda salir adelante y recuperarse de la depresión, una enfermedad silenciosa pero devastadora. Desde aquí, le envío toda la fuerza y el cariño que, sin duda, muchos fans también comparten.

    ¿También fuiste fan de Alan o de Magneto? ¡Cuéntamelo en los comentarios!

    #2000s #Alan #Fans #Magneto #nostalgia #PopLatino #Recuerdos