Son de madera- Los juíles

This is a traditional Son in the Arribeno style from the Mountains of Veracruz (Xalapa, Xico, Cordoba etc.,). Instead of the Jarocho Harp the emphasis is on the small picking Jaranera guitar. The music is also a bit slower & more melodic, and usually features Dancers tapping on top of acoustic wooden stages (known as Tarimas) to supplement the rhythm section. The Tarima is often just a wooden crate the requires very skillful dancing.Son de Madera (from Xalapa) is one of the leading contemporary groups in the genre.

This song has some of the most cryptic lyrics I have come across in this genre.. and I don't have enough context to explain beyond the obvious sensuality.Note, another difference with the Sones of the Veracruz coast is that the sexual references are more subtle & sophisticated.

lyrics:

When the fisherman prays,To the Summer Moon,

To the Summer Moon,When the fisherman prays.

The Indians come out saying,Bring back the fargone Era,

Bring back the fargone Eras ... of Love & Beauty.

The ancient old man with his violin & white beard told me this:

Those Crawfish aren't for me,

They are for my frizzy woman

Who is going to fry them up.

Flow of the River that splits in two,

The land and all its cravings,

The land and all its cravings,Split by the River's Flow.

That Is How My Lips Kiss You,When Your Eyes Open At Dawn,

When Your Eyes Open At Dawn,On Those Starry Nights.