Juana Molina is a benevolent sorceress. Look at the cover of her new album: a bone is staring at us! And when a bone stares at us, the entire history of paleontology is contemplating us. The bone is a sign of having been, it's the ultimate remnant, after the passage of vultures, hyenas, rodents, and worms. Ancient folklore held poorly buried bones responsible for the "luz mala" (the 'evil light', known to us as a will-o'-the-wisp or ignis fatuus), that strange halo that floats above the ground and terrifies nocturnal travelers. But Juana Molina is a benevolent sorceress, and the bone in question is neither sinister nor threatening; it simply wants to reconcile us with its brethren. It is at once mischievous and serious, ironic, imaginative, and rather magical—exactly like Juana's music. Halo is Juana Molina’s seventh album; it marks a new stage in the adventurous path she has been charting for many years. The twelve tracks on Halo are full of hypnotic rhythms that seem to draw their energy from immemorial rituals; of timbral explorations and soundscapes in perpetual motion; of enigmatic lyrics that often address witchcraft, premonitions, and dreams, always used as metaphors translating emotional states; of melodies, of course, carried by voices that sometimes stray from words and meanings to be reduced to phonemes or onomatopoeia.
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