BOY PABLO WACHITO RICO
777 MUSIC Remember how you were once young, happy and optimistic, if prone to anguished ennui? Nicolas Muñoz – for whom, at 21, such feelings are fresh – will take you back there effortlessly. Better still, this time you can be more certain of a happy ending: here’s the bedroom artist – “Glad I forgot to tie my shoes/ Falling isn’t really that bad/ If it’s for you” – on Honey, shivering beneath cloudy skies but thawed by cheap synths as he dreams of his sweetheart.
Wachito Rico overflows with such naïve, heart-on-the-sleeve moments, both lyrical and musical, their straightforwardness beguiling. On Rest Up, like a sleepy, bum-fluffed Beck, he bemoans his undying, insomniac urge to phone his beloved, while the title track’s excitement is so…
