Born Aug 22, 1961 in Buenos Aires, Argentina, he began his professional musical career at the age of 17 playing keyboards in Raíces.
In 1981 he incorporated to one of the main bands of the Argentinean '80s rock scene: Los Abuelos de la Nada. Although the band was led by the brilliant Miguel Abuelo, Calamaro composed most of the band's hits, like "Mil Horas," "Así es el calor," "Sin gamulán" and "Costumbres Argentinas."
In 1984 he made his solo debut with Hotel Calamaro. The album was a bizarre mix of styles and musicians, and didn't gain public or press support.
In 1985 he left Los Abuelos de la Nada and registered his second album Vida Cruel. Inspite of the important musicians and guests, such as Luis Alberto Spinetta and Charly García, the album was a disappointment: both commercially and artistically. But if as a songwriter the luck was out of reach, he had an intense and successful work as a producer of bands like Los Enanitos Verdes, Los Fabulosos Cadillacs and Don Cornelio y la zona. He also worked and collaborated with many artists of different styles and genres, a constant attitude through his whole career. The third album Por Mirarte showed Calamaro in a better shape with an established band. Released in 1988 it contains some outstanding songs such as "Con los dientes apretados" and "Me olvidé de los demás," while others like "Cartas sin Marcar" and "Loco por tí" helped the album to get popular.
When Calamaro released in 1989 Nadie Sale Vivo de Aquí, Argentina was living it's worst economical crisis: few albums were released. The album title suggest it all: Nobody comes out alive from here. The LP production was paralyzed, and the few that could make it were almost ignored. That was Calamaro's case. This situation lead the singer to settle in Spain, following a road taken by many Argentinean rockers. Out there in Spain he met Ariel Rot y Javier Infante, former members of Tequila. They formed Los Rodríguez in 1991, a pop-rock band that was very popular in Spain and Latin America: Calamaro's songs began to be popular like in the early '80s: the hit maker was on the road again. Curiously, from Spain, he was conquering Argentina. While being part of the band he didn't release any new solo material, just Grabaciones Encontradas 1 y 2, a couple of CDs that contained unreleased and rare material from the '80s.
After the split of Los Rodríguez, Calamaro returned to his solo career recording Alta Suciedad in 1997, an album produced by Joe Blaney. This album brought him the commercial success that seemed to fail in his previous solo efforts, and sold 300.000 copies just in Argentina. That is certainly a huge amount for the country's small market. No doubts, that album helped him to be placed between the star legends of the national rock scene. Before that album Calamaro was considered an important character, appreciated by other musicians, but not a main one. After he broke up with his spanish girlfriend he released in 1999 the double CD Honestidad Brutal. Recorded when he was 37, it contained 37 songs of despair, love loss, drugs and regret. It was not as successful at the previous album, but showed a new Calamaro: desperate, decadent and often elegant at the same time, with a new and raw lyrical approach. El Salmon followed in spring 2001.
Calamaro's next proyect, El Cantante, was released in 2005. A delicious mixture of tango, rock n'roll and flamenco guitars (mostly played by spanish prodigy El Niño Josele).
After a break, he returned to the stages with a tour full of classics that gave birth to a live album called El Regreso on 2005, recorded with members of Bersuit Vergarabat as a backing band. This album was very well received for the charts as well as for the critics, wich lead him to different awards. One year later, on 2006, Andres published a new album from the roots of tango with the collaboration of guitarrists Niño Josele and Juanjo Dominguez. On 2007 El palacio de las flores was published, although it was recorded on 2006. The album had the collaboration and musical influence of argentine composer Lito Nebbia and was also recorded on his studio. This was the return to a classic Calamaro album with new songs and hits.
¿Quién asó la manteca?
Andrés Calamaro Lyrics
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Habrá que tapar el agujero
El día se fue en un coche blanco
Mañana vendrá un día nuevo
A ver, qué voy a hacer
Para sacar adelante este funk
Voy a empezar a vivir
(Porque tengo) muy poco que decir
Hoy leí las noticias de hoy
Eran iguales a las de ayer
Un puño y una barba
Eran nada mas que papel
Tengo adentro del pecho
Un solo presentimiento
Como de haberme tragado
Una bolsa de cemento
Quién asó la manteca
Alguien me puso en venta
¿Quién puso algo en mi vaso?
El que hable que mienta
En el circo, solo queda
Un león hambriento
A los tigres de bengala
Se los llevó el viento
Tengo adentro del pecho
Un solo presentimiento
Como de haberme tragado
Una bolsa de cemento
A ver, qué voy a hacer?
Para sacar adelante este funk
The lyrics of ¿Quién asó la manteca? by Andrés Calamaro depict a sense of confusion and dissatisfaction with the current state of the world. The opening line, "La noche esta empañada" (The night is foggy), sets the mood for the rest of the song. The lyrics go on to describe the feeling of being lost and unsure of how to move forward, with lines like "A ver, que voy a hacer? Para sacar adelante este funk" (Well, what am I going to do? To get through this funk).
Calamaro seems to be reflecting on the cyclical nature of life and the monotony of daily routines; "Hoy leí las noticias de hoy, iguales a las de ayer" (Today I read today's news, the same as yesterday's), suggesting a feeling of being stuck in an endless loop. The song also includes the phrase "quien aso la manteca?" (who roasted the butter?), which is an Argentinean expression for asking who messed things up or who is to blame.
Overall, the lyrics convey a sense of unease and a desire for something more. It's a call to action to break free from the monotony of daily life and strive for something better.
Line by Line Meaning
La noche esta empañada
The night is foggy
Habrá que tapar el agujero
We'll have to cover the hole
El día se fue en un coche blanco
The day went away in a white car
Mañana vendrá un día nuevo
Tomorrow a new day will come
A ver, que voy a hacer?
Let's see, what am I going to do?
Para sacar adelante este funk
To get this funk going
Voy a empezar a vivir
I'm going to start living
(Porque tengo) muy poco que decir
(Because I) have very little to say
Hoy leí las noticias de hoy
Today I read today's news
Iguales a las de ayer
The same as yesterday's
Un puño y una barba (eran) nada mas que papel
A fist and a beard were nothing but paper
Tengo adentro del pecho
I have inside my chest
Un solo presentimiento
A single feeling
Como de haberme tragado
Like having swallowed
Una bolsa de cemento
A bag of cement
Quien aso la manteca?
Who fried the lard?
Alguien me puso en venta
Someone put me up for sale
¿quien puso algo en mi vaso?
Who put something in my glass?
El que hable que mienta
Whoever speaks, lies
En el circo, solo queda
In the circus, only remains
Un león hambriento
A hungry lion
A los tigres de bengala
The Bengal tigers
Se los llevo el viento
The wind took them away
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Andres Calamaro Masel
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Santiago Acosta
La noche esta empañada
Habrá que tapar el agujero
El día se fue en un coche blanco
Mañana vendrá un día nuevo
A ver, que voy a hacer?
Para sacar adelante este funk
Voy a empezar a vivir
muy poco que decir
Hoy leí las noticias de hoy
Iguales a las de ayer
Un puño y una barba
(eran) nada mas que papel
Tengo adentro del pecho
Un solo presentimiento
Como de haberme tragado
Una bolsa de cemento
Quien aso la manteca?
Alguien me puso en venta
¿quien puso algo en mi vaso?
El que hable que mienta
En el circo, solo queda
Un león hambriento
A los tigres de bengala
Se los llevo el viento
Tengo adentro del pecho
Un solo presentimiento
Como de haberme tragado
Una bolsa de cemento
A ver, que voy a hacer?
Para sacar adelante este funk
Juan Arredondo
Me encanta la música de esta canción.
Andrés Orellano
mierda.. hermosa musica
marcelo frias
no tenes gollete andres!!
ivanmusica
Te - món.
Inti Pérez Peña
no tenes gollete!!