otro día más

The news feed is ablaze, and on her shoulders is a Gucci bulletproof vest, an absurd accessory for going out in public: provocative and childishly protective at the same time. The vocals are like a note with sharp edges - about simple things that burn more intensely than sensationalism, about tears, about karma, about the moment when the score is finally settled and it becomes possible to remember that living is not just about surviving. Rough and warm at the same time: there is cigarette smoke, an attempt to put an end to it all, and a smile, stifled, through it all.

The chorus sounds like a mantra for stubborn optimists - another day, another desire to live forever, but without pathos, more like a shot of hope. Crossing yourself on the street, greeting your neighbour in simulation, fearing not a meteorite but more mundane misfortunes - all this turns into a search for a simple motive: if there is someone nearby with whom you want to share the morning, suddenly you will find meaning. The slight irony in the voice prevents despondency from settling in for long - it is more observation than complaint, more an invitation to life than a sentence.