“…sometimes, it’s not just more songs that make up a bonus, it’s an extra genre or two. Take for example, Gose, a techno-accordion glam-rock band from Arrasate-Mondragon, Basque Country. Gose will play a free show at the Basque Center in Boise on Saturday, Nov. 12 at 8 p.m.”
New to me, Gose looks pretty darn cool.
From their site:
gose. N. /g?se / hunger 1. the feeling caused by a need to eat 2. a strong desire for something
GOSE are an Arrasate-Mondragón (Basque Country) based trio formed by Ines Osinaga (singer and accordion), Iñaki Bengoa (percusion and programming) and Osoron (guitarrist and bassist). Gose began their silent journey in 2004, as a result of the trio’s sharing of musical ideas. The band merge accordion with electronic.
By merging accordion and Electronic, gose creates warm, raw, mild atmospheres and dance rhythms. Gose dabble in everything : world-music, bossa, glam, rock, punk, Basque dance nimbleness…
Lot of Basque music out west in Idaho. I remember being mystified when Kepa Junkera played Boise a few years back (and didn’t play here, so I could see him). I love the idea of a cultural group maintaining ties over such distance for so many years. (Basque Country to Idaho = km / 5,000 miles) Especially when Idaho seems so isolated (I lived there as a kid). It seems a bit more remarkable than say, an immigrant community on the coast staying connected with port cities on the other side of the water. Putting a continent and
an ocean between members of a family impresses me. Way to go Basque community!
But what do I know about any of this? Well, I was told once how to pronounce trikitixa,
that’s “accordion” in Basque. (“Tree-key’-ti-sha,” with the accent on the “key.”) Hmm, I see that Wikipedia claims
that’s only the way to say it in “dialectical Basque.” I guess I don’t even really know that. My minutia has become more minute.
GOSE also have amusing iconography for their two-guy/one-girl trio:
My nine-year-old daughter saw these and said, “Why does that one have forks and spoons on it?”
I said it was a joke, like the picture with a dress and suits, because they have one girl and two boys. My daughter laughed, “She’s a spoon!?!” and then, “Me, I’m a chicken.”
Mysteries. Must learn more.