We review ‘Nothing Can Do Us Wrong’, the full-length debut of La 126

We have experienced enough promising debuts to know that enthusiasm for the upstart can quickly become an insurmountable mortgage. Despite the fact that the first album by Elia, Laura and Lucía reaches us after the trio has already accumulated more leagues than a mule driver, skeptics still believed that definitive proof was necessary and lived up to expectations to justify such a stir; with “Nothing can harm us”As it is said, they get even the most incredulous to sheathe it.

It’s not that with this first album they invented gunpowder, precisely. We are talking about a device with a rocker theme and classic workmanship, which innovates just enough and engages in rather predictable gestures. For this reason, the oil that The 126 they manage to get out of said bet. A filigree without excessive technical hardware or study chirigotas that wins our ears based on four well-known notions.

Even when shooting with what they are wearing, they hit the target the first time. They sublimate the irritation to the category of melody without falling into a repellent chicken coop (“Anything can happen”) and encourage us to sway without degenerating into neon trifles (“Nothing can harm us”). All this, in addition to some well-primed bass and some ripping and tearing riffs and plucks that will make anyone lose their composure (“I fall asleep”). We did not finish breaking down in tears with the viola’s lullaby. “Farewell (once and for all)” and we are already screaming at each other with the chorus like tATu “I want to keep you”. If they intended to give us a repertoire without filler, they can write down that much.

Naturalness is the new punk, and the trio from Elche endorses it by reorienting in its ten cuts the official language of daring until it addresses with plainness and simplicity the most basic feelings of the inventory. They recognize in their lyrics the vertigo of knowing they are lost, the difficulty of saying goodbye to someone you still love or the desire to keep those who have been through hard and fast times, and they do not hesitate even twice when it comes to delving into the wound when it is necessary (betting on the skin and the viscera in songs such as “SPIT”which completely break the apparent innocence of the whole to introduce us to the tangential rejection of the submission of the gaze of others).

Faced with their more sullen obverse, the Levantine women do their best to expel what poisons and sing to what heals. “Today we will go out to celebrate everything that has hurt us”they say as a tight synthesis, defending with coupling and knife tenderness as the last form of resistance and the love of friends as the only and true way out.