Wednesday, March 19, 2008

José González / NY Times

On Tuesday night at the Highline Ballroom you could almost get inside José González’s guitar, and it was loud in there. For a musician whose appeal seems to be an even, responsible, enlightened serenity — don’t-wake-the-baby music — he was nice and forceful, just alone with his instrument, his voice dry and his guitar laden with echo. Nylon-string guitars often produce a rounded sound, but with his economical, decisive, percussive strikes he made a sound like an ax splitting a log.
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