Fee Reega was born in Balingen in southern Germany and went through the music scenes in Berlin and Madrid before moving to Asturias, where she currently resides in Gijón. She has released albums in German, English and Spanish, including two studio LPs, “La Raptora” (2014) and “Sonambulancia” (2017). Fee Reega has different formats – her current band is made up of Dani Donkeyboy, Javier Bejarano, Ibán Pérez and Dolfo Montes. Apart from her own project, which she defines as “problematic folk”, she is a singer and songwriter for the post-punk band “Captains” and the German psychedelic folk group “Dead Hands”. With her sweet and dark songs sung in Spanish with a German accent, she has already established herself in the Spanish music scene and is constantly working on new projects. Reega is a world to discover.
Her latest album, Sonambulancia, contains ten songs that meander with a life of their own, between the waking state and the dream, in the blackness of mysterious wide-open eyes.
Night falls opens the disc in a dark atmosphere of increasing tension, which gradually envelops your bare skin like a vine of thorns and fire. Delicate Freudian folk in which an electric thunderstorm strings, ghostly winds and a throbbing battery that, together with Fee Reega’s steamy and penetrating voice, does not mark the way back home to protect us, but pushes us to enter in a lush and hypnotic forest of fear, desire and open wounds. Strange characters and raw emotions that collide and make their way through the cracks of the unconscious, like that trucker who smells of gasoline and jumps every fence, wall or person like a horse, in the vibrant and explosive 20 fines in a day , with Fee demonstrating all her vocal power. Cantabrian melancholy floats in Cueva and deliciously drowns in Tequila over and over again, to continue with the corrosive and successful redefinition of its sound in more dreamlike tracks, such as Te contagie con mis sueños or Ahora das miedo. All tangled in an electric chaos controlled by the strings of Dani Donkeyboy and Javier Bejarano (his guitar with a bow is omnipresent), added to constant drum changes very present along the grooves. Intensity to the drumsticks of Ibán Pérez, which hits us like an acid rain and reminds us at times of the most elegant Jim White (Dirty Three). La Niebla burns us and the sweet and bitter saltpeter that love leaves scratches and speaks from everyday life in Tú cocinas and Sólo es trabajo. The bath of nightlife and passions ends with the ambulance of lost dreams, signaling to us with the lights and letting ourselves go, under the sway of a waltz that promises that if alcohol cleanses wounds, time will clean our lives …
Sonambulancia, music for when, as Fernando Merlo said, “the night, sensed at the bottom of the veins, grasps its tentacles on the walls and does not even let you hear the silence.”