Points of view

Tirzah X Mica: the sonic duo that is flooring London

18.03.2019 | By PAOLO BOCCHI

They have been friends since childhood, Tirzah and Mica. They have known each other for a lifetime. And they decided to produce unparalleled music. Confusing critics and the public, accustomed to listening to endless stereotypes. Devotion is the name of their first album; a musical story, delicately introspective

Music travels faster and faster.

And maybe, at the end of so much speed, the music stopped.

Beached in a gulf of peace&love, jealously guarded by two girls, Tirzah&Mica.

Years have passed since rock was in power and it seemed that nothing and nobody could oust it from the top step of the podium.

Whether they were Led Zeppelin or Deep Purple, it did not matter at all.

Even less if it was Jimmi Page’s guitar or Ritchie Blackmore’s guitar, to trigger solos.

Whether it was a Gibson or Fender guitar, this was a diatribe for connoisseurs only.

The clear thing was, at the time, that rock led the way.

And there was no other God to follow, sing and praise.

It was the 70s.

The next decade brought a new, clear, black language to the limelight: rap.

The language of the ghetto, the alphabet in metrics and rhymes, based on musical samples snatched and stolen from the thousands of spinning records of the time.

Grandmaster Flash. Public Enemy. Run Dmc.

Rap: the undisputed commander of the 80s.

The 90s followed, with the cultural complexity of having Take That on one side and Nirvana on the other. Decade of fast battles, fought between studied dance moves and plaid flannel shirts. Aesthetics, willy-nilly, still played their fundamental part, with the seven notes of the time, whether it took the name of Robbie Williams, or was clad in Kurt Cobain’s boredom with life.

Then the 2000s arrived like a fast train.

Tabula Rasa.

Everything to be redone.

Millenium Bug.

Mayan Calendar.



Visualizza questo post su Instagram


Un post condiviso da Tirzah (@tirzahmusic) in data:

A hot pot, full of excesses and overloads, often useless.
Rihanna. Lady Gaga. Beyonce.
White Stripes. Arctic Monkeys. The Killers.
Sfera Ebbasta. Ghali. Tedua.
This is how we get to the music by Tirzah X Mica.
A repetitive, hypnotic, serial music.
Songs that sound like “a broken record”, repeating endlessly,
almost without emotion, a sampling that turns in a sort of eternal and cold loop.
Music travels faster and faster.
From the rapper to the trapper.
Then you listen to Devotion. And the music seems to enter an epochal stall.
There is no hurry. We no longer have to hurry.
Calm down.
Listen carefully.

You return to the essential. As in other passages by Tirzah X Mica: Gladly or Affection or Basic Need.
Rarefied beats. A voice chanting whispered claims. A circular plane gravitating around everything.
The rest is boring. It is artifice.
Zero accessories, for Tirzah X Mica.
Zero frills, in their disarming music.
No added fats, to their image: raw, true, rare.
Tirzah and Mica are two of the most prodigious talents in the London soundscape.
One sings. The other plays the musical base. Everything sounds lo-fi. At least that’s what it seems.
But, instead, everything is studied in detail.
The two have known each other for some time, since they were students at the Purcell School for Young Musicians in London. Something like 15 years ago, maybe even more.
Appearing on the scene in 2012, today they launched an album, Devotion.
A work that the two girls describe as a collection of very simple “no genres” love songs.
Love songs. Romantic mantra. Teenage bedroom tracks.
I love you.
I love you too.
That’s it.
Welcome to the music of tomorrow.