Leiva is the survivor of the Pop-Rock shipwreck.
The mainstream replaced the genre for everything that Latin and the singer, with the hat, the pyards, the eternal pose, the Mahou and Lady Madrid grabbed the festivals, to the radios, the lifeguard of nostalgia for the
Hymns cantaditos.
Your new album, when you bite your lip, it is a functional artifact.
It could be said that the songs of her talk about reality, but is the description of the theme park that are the cities?
The leisure offered by Netflix, the Diazepam to treat the anxieties caused by a demolished context, expressions such as “this is very black mirror” or “all the fucking time” make up the letters that seek to remain in the ecosystem of the trap.
The references will not be incorporated into the street because they are already: Leiva has enough smell to know that in Christmas dinners, the groups of office workers will sing the verses of it about fast food.
He does not want to confirm if Sabina’s newspapers include his will.
They made an exchange: He gave the guitar and received the vital legacy of the legendary singer-songwriter.
A showcase of intimacies of the 19-day author and 500 nights.
Even if it is a disk of collaborations, all feminine, Leiva is not back.
It is not the tribute party of the last figure of a style that is extinguished.
I have not had any temptation to honor a laziness
There are many women artists in Mexico.
I’m very hooked to be there
