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Un marinero en tierras
adentro
He vanishes each morning at the first rays of dawn
and re-emerges at night amid the myriad worlds that emanate from
his piano.
Antoni O'Breskey is back in Madrid. This Italian who loves to be
Etruscan, this Etruscan who sees himself in the Irish country distilling
his whiskey at sunset, this Irishman who aspires to be a shephard
singing on the rocks of Mount Txindoki, this Basque intoxicated
with the heartfelt lustre of gypsy song...
The Crusoe of every desert island, in search of impossible Edens
following the trail of lone seagulls. A visionary musician who reconstructs
the remnants of distant shipwrecks and transforms them into music,
shouts and silences.
A messenger from impossible battles, a Florentine without a homeland,
his voyaging ship runs aground in a city without seas and here amid
the smoke and beer of the pubs, seas and sirens are created, magic
stones and ancestral vision pass through his piano... to us inland
urban dwellers infinite adventures open up for a moment, the unbounded
oceans, the tumults of the soul.
Antoni O'Breskey is back in this city that we have navigated to
its darkest dives; in this city full of life 'til dawn, of love
on the metro, of song in the frail light of daybreak, of shadow
and the dark glances of girls...He is back in Madrid to enchant
us with the unthinkable dreams of a sublime dreamer.
Beneath his beard is hidden the full-bodied voice of distance, beneath
his Basque peasant cap there are Mediterranean nymphs and in the
depths of his eyes hides the ritual dances of the Celts...the delirious
sailing of Antoni O'Breskey, A sailor of the earth for those who
still believe in buried treasures.
Javier Riojo
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