“Because alpaca implies nobility and this is the foundation that sustains royalty”. This is the explanation Carlos de Jacoba gave when choosing the title for his debut album. The Alpaca or white silver, it should be pointed out, has a high resistance to corrosion. It must remind us of the proverbial allusion to the older gypsies and the powerful way a suit made of alpaca would frame them. Well of course! Like the one that fit around Rafael de Paula when he attended the presentation of my Diario de un paulista. How he would parade in the bullring! And so it is with Carlos de Jacoba, brother of the singer who is changing the era for us in a beat while singing siguiriyas and transmitting pain to the rhythm of tangos. It’s an album of roaming gypsies and bullfighters; the echo of their steps is destined to last an eternity in the solea that he leaves us with. In truth it’s a model, so ancient and extravagant as well as refreshing in its exploration of accents. It’s a solea to get drunk in searing nostalgia, and give in immodestly, to the imbibing of the declarations in his pauses, inspired by aged wine.