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Sangre Y Arena

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    Unisex - Chest
    S- 18”
    M- 20”
    L- 22”
    XL- 24”

    Unisex - Length
    S- 27"
    M- 28"
    L- 29"
    XL- 30"

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    L- 22”
    XL- 24”

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    M- 28"
    L- 29"
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The album continues the journey of Cuñao, from the solo project of Julio Montero, an Ecuadorian raised in New York City, to the six-piece group that they have become, an acoustic project influenced by the stillness of the desert surrounding Los Angeles, as well as the nueva canción movement but one also willing to feature cumbia rhythms, textures from Africa and the heft of rock.
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released October 6, 2015

Cuñao:
Julio Montero
Craig Shields
Josel Cruz
Severin Behnen
Gabriel Ramirez
Tom Moose

Mixed and Mastered by Danny Osuna (Beatchamber Records)
Ides of March Records

Additional Musicians in Saana:
Aboubacar Kouyaté: Djembe, Cowbells
Dan Z. Froot: Alto Saxophone

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Cuñao Los Angeles, California

Cuñao is a Los Angeles-based, Latin Folk group . They use their South American background & influences to create evocative, poetic songs that transcend time and leave listeners with lush images. A group of multi-ethnic musicians, Cuñao puts a global twist on their Latin sound by exploring African rhythms, Eastern European melodies and American Rock aesthetics. ... more

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Track Name: Mas Alla
MAS ALLA

Mas Alla, Mas alla
Busca y me encontraras
No hay descanso pero se
Que todo esta en su lugar

En la cárcel de sin sin
Vestido de oficial
Mas Alla, Mas alla
Busca y me encontraras

En la casa del Saudí
El castillo el sultán
Mas Alla, Mas alla
Busca y me encontraras

Rumbo a la vieja ciudad
Vendiendo soledad
Mas Alla, Mas alla
Busca y me encontraras



BEYOND

Beyond Beyond
Look for me & you will find
There's no rest, but I know
Everything in its place

In the Sin Sin prison
In a warden uniform
Beyond beyond
Look for me & you will find

In a Saudi home
In the Sultan's castle
Beyond beyond
Look for me & you will find

On the way to the Old city
selling loneliness
Beyond beyond
Look for me & you will find
Track Name: La Oveja Negra
LA OVEJA NEGRA

Somos su hermano menor
Y se lleva todo lo que quiera
Sus flechas penetra el rigor
En el vientre duras manos negras

frutas delicias del sol
producidas con inconsecuencias
marcha el macho feroz
aun así le encendimos la mecha


Ay clamor
Son los hechos de la oveja negra
Ay clamor
Dios perdona a los que nos condena


Deja sus huellas veloz
cuando caza culturas ajenas
Soberbio de corazon
que no sabe cuidar lo que aprecia

Obsequia su gran desamor
Y lo viste como la gran lengua
comercia sus sueños en voz
clara y alta que la vida mengua


Ay clamor
Son los hechos de la oveja negra
Ay clamor
Dios perdona a los que nos condena


THE BLACK SHEEP

We are the younger siblings
and he takes whatever he likes
His arrows penetrate the strictness
in the belly with hardened black hands

Delicious fruits from the sun
produced with insignificance
The Ferocious one marches on
And we still light up his wick


Oh the outcry,
it’s the actions of the black sheep
Oh the outcry,
God forgives those who condemn us


He leaves swift footprints
when he hunts foreign cultures
arrogant down to the bone
that wastes what he appreciates

He serves his great disaffection
and disguises it in the language
He barters his dreams in a voice
Loud and clear that life wanes


Oh the outcry,
it’s the actions of the black sheep
Oh the outcry,
God forgives those who condemn us
Track Name: No Cae Mal
NO CAE MAL

Cruzando La Montaña, rumbo en pie.
Me di cuenta de lo frágil, que es la piel
Brillan luces las del valle ocupando
a sus habitantes, deleitando
Y sonríen, sonríen

Otros lloran por su suerte, que no cambia
esperando que la muerte no les traiga
sueños blancos que suscitan miles ceños
en el camino de los rostros sin dueños
Y sonríen, sonríen

No cae mal de vez en cuando
no cae mal que rían tanto

Los años coleccionan mil recuerdos
mientras que el polvo ahoga los deseos
los ojos hechizados van durmiendo
con la risa de los viejos bohemios
Y sonríen, sonríen

No cae mal de vez en cuando
no cae mal que rían tanto


IT DOESN'T HURT

Crossing through the mountains path on foot
I noticed just how fragile the skin is
The lights shine bright from the valley, occupied
by its inhabitants, they’re delighted
and they smile, smile

Others cry for their luck, that does not change
Hoping that death does not bring with it
White dreams that conjures up a thousand frowns
In the road of the ownerless faces

It doesn't hurt, every once in awhile
It doesn’t hurt to laugh out loud

The years collect a thousand memories
While the dust covers all desires
Dreamy eyes begin to sink into sleep
With the laughter of the old Bohemians
and they smile, smile

It doesn't hurt, every once in awhile
It doesn’t hurt to laugh out loud
Track Name: El Llano
EL LLANO

Vienen desde el llano, de otro siglo y de otro sol
Lentos en su canto, origen culto y sin guion

Ahí vienen las cuatro voces dueñas de los elementos
Trayendo poquito a poco secretos del universo

Llano- tierra de mi amor
Llano- aire libre soy
Llano- como el agua voy
Llano- fuego de pasion

Cuentan los testigos que es un iris sin color
Recia las entrañas de los turbio y sabios

Ahí vienen las cuatro voces dueñas de los elementos
Trayendo poquito a poco secretos del universo

Llano- tierra de mi amor
Llano- aire libre soy
Llano- como el agua voy
Llano- fuego de pasion


THE PLAINS

They come from the plains, from another century, and another sun
measured in their pace, secret origins, and without a script

Here come the four voices, masters of the elements
Bringing one by one the secrets of the universe

Plains - land of my love
Plains - free as air i am
Plains - like water i roam
Plains - Fire of passion

Witnesses tell, that they’re a rainbow without its colors
They harden the entrails of the wise and confused

Here come the four voices, masters of the elements
Bringing one by one the secrets of the universe

Plains - land of my love
Plains - free as air i am
Plains - like water i roam
Plains - Fire of passion
Track Name: Gaitan
Gaitan

Gritan todos del dolor
Sangre corren en avenida Séptima
Todos gritan ya de sed
Furia exprime lo que le queda de fe

Hoy cayo un héroe
A las leyes concientes

Fueron tres balas antes de almorzar
Hijos de patria dice el general
Ya no se espanten es hora de armar
y entrar al siglo de la oscuridad


Gaitan

They all scream in pain
Blood flows on 7th Ave
They all scream from thirst
Fury squeezes all that’s left of their faith

Today a hero fell
To the abiding laws

It was three bullets before lunch
Sons of country says the general
Don’t be scared it’s time to take arms
And enter the century of darkness
Track Name: Niños Del Desierto
Los Niños Del Desierto

Con miedo y la cara fria, sale el sol y el nuevo dia
Trae con si la posibilidad
De dejar la pesadilla atras, de alcanzar un sueño al despertar
Y con la frente en alto andar

Jugo, pan, y ave marias, madres suben con sus crias
A la troka sin mirar atras
Las palabras quedan ya de mas, El horizonte brinda su calzar
Y el desierto a caminar


Y no hay refugio del intenso sol, hay tres botellas de agua y tortas de jamon
La mochila casi ya vacia,
La comida de mi madre y el rosario que me dio
Por que estoy listo pa cruzar, por que estoy listo pa cruzar
Por que estoy listo pa cruzar - mi nueva vida comenzar

Pasan horas, pasan dias, pasan hambre y noches frias
pasan pero no pueden cruzar
Las palabras quedan ya de mas
El desierto viene a reclamar su tarifa que es mortal

Y no hay refugio del instenso sol, Labios cortados, secos, sabor a dolor
Que alguien encuentre escrita esta cancion,
Pa que le cuenten a mis padres por el rumbo que fui yo
Y ahora estoy listo pa soñar, porque estoy listo pa soñar
Por que estoy listo pa soñar - en lo pudo y no sera


Children Of The Desert

With fear on a cold face, the sun comes out and with the new day
It brings with it the possibility
Of leaving the nightmares behind, to reach a dream while awake
and to walk with my head held high

Juice, bread and Holy Marys, mothers climb up with their young
To the truck and never look behind
Words are overdone, the horizon offers its sole
and towards the desert we walk

And there is no resting from the intense sun
There are 3 water bottles, and ham sandwiches
The book bag almost empty, my mother’s food and the rosary she gave me
And I’m ready to cross, yes i’m ready to cross
Because i’m ready to cross, and my new life to start.

Passing hours, passing days, passing hunger and cold nights,
Passing but they cannot cross
Words are overdone
The desert comes to claim its mortal entry fee

And there is no resting from the intense sun
Cut up lips, dry with a taste of pain
Hope that someone finds this written song
So they can tell my folks through what paths I have been
And now i’m ready to dream, and I’m ready to dream
Because i’m ready to dream, about what could have been but was not.
Track Name: La Casa De La Abuela
EN LA CASA DE LA ABUELA

Entre un puerto viejo y la calle lerda
Casita de caña con matas y tierra
Vive una abuelita con su aliso amado
que le da la sombra a un corazón cansado

Desde madrugada sale a rienda suelta
Quiere regresar antes de la merienda
Con un solo foco de cuarenta vatios
Alumbra el alma de su vecindario

En la casa de la abuela
Estan reunidos, en su nido, oh oh
Siempre con la puerta abierta
Estan reunidos, en su nido, oh oh

Cuando todos marchan y sola ella queda
Con la frente en fiebre y la espalda crespa
En la cama alegre revive las horas
Mientras su chozita se le deteriora

En la casa de la abuela
Estan reunidos, en su nido, oh oh
Siempre con la puerta abierta
Estan reunidos, en su nido, oh oh



AT GRANDMA’S HOUSE

Between an old port and a slow street
In a house of cane with dirt and plants
There lives a grandma with her beloved Sycamore
That gives shade to a worn-out heart

She lets loose at the crack of dawn
She wants to be back before lunch
With a single 40 watt bulb
She lights up the soul of her neighborhood

At Grandma’s House
They’re gathered in her nest - oh oh oh
Always with the door wide open
They’re gathered in her nest - oh oh oh

When everyone marches out and she’s all alone
With a feverish forehead and a creaky back
From her bed, jubilantly she relives the hours
While her little house deteriorates
Track Name: Saana
Saana, El Extranjero

Ojos tiene Saana
Ojos grandes Saana
Para no ver ‘na

Si, si no quieres Saana
Casate con tu hermana
Que ella no es Saana

Ooh, oh uh oh uh oh oooh oh



Saana, The Foeigner

Eyes has the foreigner,
Big eyes, foreigner
So he can see nothing

If you don't like Foreigner
Marry your sister
Because she is not a foreigner

Ooh, oh uh oh uh oh oooh oh
Track Name: El Llanto De Un Fusilado
El Llanto De Un Fusilado

Buenos días pobre hombre
acaso no pudo dormir?
Es la fecha, ya es la hora
Tienes algo que decir?

Invitados que atestiguan
para bien o para mal
como luz a la polilla
no resistiran del pan

Ojo y diente hoy se cobran y se van

Mis hermanos les imploro - yo he contado la verdad
Mis hermanos hoy les lloro - tengan poco de piedad
Y si en sus ojos traerán Justicia que alienta la paz
Ojo y diente hoy se cobran y se van.


Ay jurado cuanto cobran?
por el voto popular
no los ciegos ni los nobles
nadie cree ya en la verdad

Mis hermanos les imploro - yo he contado la verdad
Mis hermanos hoy les lloro - tengan poco de piedad
Y si en sus ojos traerán, justicia que alivia la paz
Ojo y diente hoy se cobran y se van.
Ojo y diente hoy se cobran y se van.


The Cries of a Condemned Man

Good morning, you poor devil
Could you not sleep well last night
Today's the day, it's the hour
Do you have anything to say?

All the guests bear witness
For better or for worse
Like moths to a lightbulb
They cannot resist the bread

Eye and tooth, today they're due and they're gone

My brothers, I implore you - I have told you the truth
My brothers, I cry before you - have a little pity
And if in your eyes you will find, the justice that calms the peace
Eye and tooth, today they're due and they're gone

Oh Jury! How much do you charge?
For the popular stance
Neither the blind nor the wise
Still believe in the truth
Eye and tooth, today they're due and they're gone

My brothers, I implore you - I have told you the truth
My brothers, I cry before you - have a little pity
And if in your eyes you will find, the justice that calms the peace
Eye and tooth, today they're due and they're gone
Eye and tooth, today they're due and they're gone