If someone talks about Pa amb oli i sal it could be understood that the conversation revolves around breakfast but in this case, we will comment on the tenth song with this title from the album El Turista project by the musical group Blaumut is the first album by the quintet made up of Xavi de la Iglesia, Vassil Lambrinov, Oriol Aymat, Manuel Krapovickas and Manel Pedrós, published on September 3, 2012.

It is a song dedicated to the simple and the complex. It induces us to reflect by putting us in the context of a rooftop where there is something as simple as hanging clothes and as complex as the universe captured in the visualization of the planet Mars. We resort on several occasions to summer and winter, to the cold as a wait so that when it passes it will allow us to talk under the shadow of a tree protected from the heat, about what? Above all, with other Gods, in another place, at another time.

Through Pa amb oli i sal the group Blaumut dynamically express, accompanied by the whistle as a musical base, a continuous wait, the continuous passage of time, everything passes. Although the night is long, we will have bread with oil and salt for breakfast accompanied by a glass of wine.

The song deals with poetic inconsistencies such as astronauts flying low and then almost compares them to clouds passing by without saying anything. This surreal line is reflected in the video clip that appears as a sequence of unconnected and implausible situations that fit with the dynamism of the rhythm of the melody and the lyrics of the song.

Blaumut. Our Saturday music video. (Official Music Video). METALOCUS MUSIC PROJECT.

Credits.-  

Blaumut.- Xavi de la Iglesia. Vassil Lambrinov.  Oriol Aymat. Manel Pedrós.
Address.- Enric Recoder.
Director's assistant.- Xavier Satorra.
Idea and script.- Blaumut. Enric Recoder.
Camera and editing.- Sakari Laurila.
Production.- Anna Mayné. Alice Ronson. María Ballesteros. Asel.la Fernández. Gonzalo Santa Ana. Natalia D´Annunzio. Pablo Cesar Santiago.
Make-up.- Anna Mayné. Asel.la Fernández. María Ballesteros. Alice Ronson.
LED installation.- Pau Sugranyes. Artatthelab.

Lyrics.-

Fes una foto del terrat
que des d’aquí es pot veure Mart.
La roba estesa, el meu agost,
un camp d’espigues i cargols.

Esperarem que passi el fred
i sota l’arbre parlarem de tot.
Un bioritme elemental,
un mar d’antenes i animals.

Els astronautes volen baix,
els núvols passen com qui no diu res.
Amb les butxaques a les mans
caminarem els passos d’altres peus.

Esmorzarem pa amb oli i sal,
ho vestirem amb unes copes de vi.
Deixant de banda la ciutat,
la tarda és llarga i potser més, molt més, la nit.

Un altre lloc, un altre temps,
on parlarem amb altres Déus.
El meu secret subtitulat,
camins d’arròs, camins de blat.

Esperarem que baixi el sol
i sota l’arbre parlarem del temps.
Un bioritme elemental,
un tros de vida artificial.

Els astronautes volen baix,
els núvols passen com qui no diu res.
Amb les butxaques a les mans
caminarem els passos d’altres peus.

Esmorzarem pa amb oli i sal,
ho vestirem amb unes copes de vi.
Deixant de banda la ciutat,
la tarda és llarga i potser més, molt més, la nit.

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