Encuentro by Erica Lux a text piece for solo vocals

“Encuentro” stands as a testament to the idea that sophisticated musical thinking doesn’t have to be cold or distant—it can be deeply human, expressive, and catchy.

Stream the track now on SoundCloud: Erica Lux – Encuentro

In this case, Franco brings another composition performed by Lux in the style of Berio´s Sequenza III. It is a piece written for a female singer where the voice plays around singing, speaking, whispering and expanding the text by elonging or shortening some words.

This type of composition tends to be thatrical in its nature, therefore it may sound familiar to the listener, like taking it straight out of a play or a brodway musical.

El encuentro es mucho más familiar de lo que te imaginas

The encounter is much more familiar than you think.

The text has to do with the human experience of something apparently strange but somewhat experienced before in life.

Sound as faceless body: Abstract Composition

There is no melody.
There is no recognizable form.
Only a vibration that insists, unfolding like fog over the sonic field.

Abstract composition does not seek to please.
It does not seduce.
It does not explain.
It is a body without a face, moving by intuition,
as if sound had a memory of its own
and I were merely the medium that lets it pass through.

It works with textures.
White noise filtered as if it were silk.
A low pulse that does not mark time, but breath.
And a synthetic voice that says nothing, yet says everything.

I don’t know whether this will become part of an album.
I don’t know if anyone will listen to it.
But I know that, in making it, something inside me fell into place.

Abstraction is not evasion.
It is another form of presence.
One that needs no words, no face, no story.

Only sound.
Only gesture.
Only the moment when I stop being myself
and become vibration.

Music does not have to be melodic, harmonic, or even recognizable to be beautiful.
Sometimes the most moving thing is what cannot be named: a hum, a texture, a vibration that touches something deep without asking permission.
Beauty is not in the form, but in the honesty of the gesture.
And when that gesture is born from the most intimate place, even noise can become a poem