BERZAS as everyone knows is the worst group on the continent. It all starte… Read Full Bio ↴BERZAS as everyone knows is the worst group on the continent. It all started at the beginning of the nineties when, after leaving school due to their manifest incapacity, idlers gather at the bar, where between tapas and caña their spirit is forging, moving from tender adolescence to maturity quickly and traumatic. And it is already known that "who does not have what to do, with the ass kills flies", so they deem it appropriate after a long reflection to found "BERZAS", a decision that would ultimately change their lives, raising these young people to the top of the glory and then throw them into the void in a free fall that has not yet reached bottom today.

His musical career begins in his hometown, Zaragoza, playing blues in low-income clubs for some paltry reeds and in the best of cases a sandwich or as a filling in the orchestral breaks while the audience goes to have a drink between dancing. and dance. Of course no one was going to see them, so they decided to buy some hats.

It is not until the year 93 when they finally take off. With the proceeds of a performance they buy a radio set and begin to listen to the top 40. It is a key moment that will mark them forever. They compose great songs influenced by the Heroes of Silence (The circumstance culminates me), Rick Astley (El ternasco) or the devilish North African rhythms (La Profesional) and begins a long tour that will take them to the most remote places on the planet (Torres de Berrellén , Lumpiaque, Iglesuela del Cid, Morata de Jalón, Almonacid de la Cuba, Ulan-Bator or Bujaraloz among others). Only a few themes from this early period are preserved, collected in the models "Como una olla" almost lost, recovered in extremis by a group of unemployed anthropologists and "Ya'sta" of which 20,000 copies were made and 3 were sold.

In 1995 their first CD "Ahí come Pérez" finally came out, where they delved into the ethnic music, jazz and folklore of central Europe influenced by the progressive rock groups of the 70s with songs of brilliant execution such as " I love ham "or" Clarita ", country theme (Lunch), new age (Get rid of the kettle, Morcilla Overdose), reggae (Megiño), black spirituals (Thank you Lord), French song (Lorençe), Mexican folklore (Pic-Nic), social complaint (Guiñote, El Chulo) and a host of current affairs and science in general (Letter B).

In '97 with the millions of the previous CD they released "Amándome", an album that shows their little maturity and with which they still have not managed to fall from the tree. Andean themes (Machupichu), street rock (Buen chaval), pre-Aragonese folk (Indio Monegro), dixie (Melón) and up to 17 slops like that, make this new album one of the worst released to date in the country. "Pretentious", "unpleasant", "una ful", are some of the adjectives harvested to date for this new work, not to mention the insults and rudeness.

However, it is live where these wayward ones express their concerns more clearly, wallowing in the mud with a great "savoir faire". BERZAS crawls in the desert, spits in the face the lowest instincts of a society that has lost its values and respect for the elderly. A show that astonishes all those who contemplate it. The technical display is impressive: a sound technician, another to raise the drink and an unbearable machine of these that fumes and does not reveal anything.

The reactions of the public are always surprising, from the abandonment of the premises at the first bars to those that outline a compassionate smile at the end. In short a bomb.