What an EP Celia Spellman is getting ready for us, for her NENAS debut on Elefant. If “Fuckboys” and “xfa” already made clear her ability to build both a musical and lyrical language without ever losing sight of the dance floor, here we get another piece in advance of the upcoming EP with “Nuevos Heteros”, an immeasurable electronic pop and europop hit. But what really stands out on “Nuevos Heteros…
What an EP Celia Spellman is getting ready for us, for her NENAS debut on Elefant. If “Fuckboys” and “xfa” already made clear her ability to build both a musical and lyrical language without ever losing sight of the dance floor, here we get another piece in advance of the upcoming EP with “Nuevos Heteros”, an immeasurable electronic pop and europop hit. But what really stands out on “Nuevos Heteros” is its hilarious lyrics, full of cynicism and impertinence, full of unforgettable lines. The chorus itself pleads: “Los nuevos heteros / Ya no van de duros / Sólo quieren ser modernos”(The new heteros / Don’t try to be tough anymore / They just want to be hipsters) and then sprinkles in gems like “Todos quieren ser las reinas / De la nueva virilidad / Eyeliner y purpurina / Todo mal, todo mal” (They all want to be queens / Of the new virility / Eyeliner and glitter / So bad, so bad) or “OMG vas amazing / Te veo luego en el gym, bitch / Mi cabeza sólo quiere estallar / Por tu falsa ambigüedad” (OMG you look ah-mazing / See you later at the gym, bitch / My head wants to explode / From your false ambiguity). Absolutely fabulous. An explosion that lasts two quick minutes that we need to play on repeat again and again. And the next thing to come is the complete EP; get ready because “Diario Secreto” is coming.
Biography NENAS NENAS is the salvation project of Celia Spellman, that soul embodied in adolescent pop star obsessed with the creation of new worlds. After forming part of MARTIRIO MARTIRIO along with Chantal Cruel, and of participating in Yana Zafiro’s first full length, with NENAS she is finally taking on a personal project where she tells quotidian stories with a queer personality, and criticizes, acerbically and ferociously, modern society.
With a complex sound that dances between bubblegum pop, hardcore and chiptune, her music is to a certain extent in line with artists like PUTOCHINOMARICÓN, using current sounds to unmask a society that is anxious to classify and define, to construct archetypes and use them to try to make an impossible organization of the human species following parameters people build their personal identities on.
That’s why, when someone asks who Celia Spellman is, the only answer will be the sound of their own echo. Committed to protecting her identity and not revealing it to anyone, she flees from all those conformities, the generalizations and classifications. The only thing left is to give yourself up to the mystery that promises to save us all from the emptiness of existence.
