The Mistake – 4 CD We could try to associate the peculiar atmosphere that a group is capable of creating with its origin, but we are afraid of falling into the recurring clichés that turn, for example, the Germans into a straight and square people, or the Brazilians into inveterate party people. And it is not our intention. But it is true that it is difficult for us to disassociate the fact that The Mistake are canaries from the nature of their music. And if we start to analyze what is the factor that, unwittingly, makes us look towards the archipelago, from a strictly musical point of view, we dare to venture that it is a matter of voice. Doesn't Dani's volatile way of singing transport us to non-urban landscapes, to a splendid nature that is suggestive during the day, at night, in front of the sea or on top of a mountain? The Mistake's music lacks the grime of suburban cities, the competition-fueled bad blood and unbridled stress of metropolitan capitals. And perhaps therein lies its beauty: its music is, plain and simple, beautiful. The guitars and the bass and their playful and evocative chores are beautiful; That voice we talked about is beautiful, deep and ethereal at the same time. And those lyrics from a mature pen are beautiful, sincere and with a tendency to a delicious melancholy. Even the elegance of the rhythms overwhelms us to give the ensemble that presumably Canarian atmosphere that, perhaps from the stupid metropolitan perspective, the music of The Mistake suggests to us, as if it were a liberation towards naturalness, towards nature. And best of all, we are talking about a rock band; that rocks, and a lot.
