BLACK ALCHEMISTS OF ROCK AND ROLL

Alchemy:
Ancient scientific practice and philosophical discipline, which had as an object of study, the praising of rotten nature to liberate it from its impurities by the art of fire.

There are several ways to talk about alchemy, but all of them lead in the same direction, the transformation from one state to another, elevation, metamorphosis towards purity.
Rock and Roll is a double edge knife, nowadays there’s an open gap after almost 50 years of history, where on one side there’s the “rockers” and on the other side the true “rock and rollers”, notice that under such a little word difference lays an iceberg of contradictions.
BRMC belongs to the second naming and are faithful battle soldiers and defenders of that name.
There are many ways to get our self inner demons out and put them into Rock.
But when there’s a creation that’s being produced, when something new and unique is born from the sweat and the strident guitars, then we no longer are mere witnesses in a show, we’re allies of the same force, part of a holy communion with Rock as a wavy banner.
Rock and Roll is, in the end, to those who still relieve in it, a way of life, a way of standing in front of the World, and above all, Liberation.
In a world where the Bushes and the McCains are fighting to spread the cake between them, it seems to be a noble road to sing out the atrocities and disconformities with a screaming voice. It seems right to seek unity and peace in the 4 and ½ min of bass, guitar and drum kit thunder of a song.
BRMC came back to Buenos Aires, October 2nd, to prove this and more, they came back to perform black magic, like ancient alchemists, they transformed a gig, a musical gathering, like Pepsi Music 2008, into holy ground, where Robert Levon Been’s electrifying bass, Hayes’ mystic guitar sound, and Shapiro’s passionate drumming flew over the City of Buenos Aires Club, leaving everybody with open mouths and hearts.
With the same humbleness of true leaders and the strength of those who are true to themselves and to their pairs, BRMC didn’t gave a show, they gave an event, where people and band blend into one another becoming something else, they transformed into another state, another being.
They’ve done it once more.
Rock and roll needs more bands like this, who rise up to the occasion, to be able to survive.
BRMC sweat Rock and the Pepsi Stadium got too small for them, like pages and pages of history got too small to Hercules.
True alchemists never reveal their formula, they share it.