If Zeno of Elea was stuck in a 450 BC motion paradox, it could be because he’d never heard “Manos Ajenas (Touch You Every Day)” by Chicago quintet Dos Santos. My dear Zeno, if you are immobilized by dividing space into ever-smaller units, try dividing time into syncopated measures instead. And if distance is only a series of fixed numerical stops, take a clue from how that keyboard effortlessly glides through space. Maybe Dos Santos would be up for a Bill-and-Ted-style pre-Socratic intervention. Impressive that this is from Dos Santos’ debut album, Logos, to be released in June from Chicago label International Anthem. Jams are so well-honed.
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