Roxi Alonso

Roxi Alonso

 New York City, New York, USA
BandPopJazz

Organic and sensuous songs that impregnate "an authentic feeling of spiritual pop," with soulful jazzy elements and electronic production. Poetic.

Biography

Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, but a New Yorker by adoption, Roxi Alonso has had a life so rich, it would deserve to be written as a novel.

She started studying composition and music at a very early age. Afterwards, Roxi got sucked into academic/contemporary music for longer than she cares to admit. She was a working actress and a movie producer until she finally came back to pop out some Pop Jazz so hot, that it was burning her computer, and she had to put it in an album.

Roxi’s sonority is gutsy, soulful and as eclectic as her musical background. Influenced by Pop hits and all things jazzy, Roxi has also a deep connection with Argentine rock, folklore, and tango. She publicly admits a serious weakness for American and French singer-songwriters as well.

Roxi never stopped admiring the big girls: Joni Mitchel, Patti Smith, and Janis Joplin, who she considers the mothers of them all. “Granted, she says, there are some fathers out there as well: Leonard Cohen, and Caetano Veloso for instance.” Yet, Roxi admires The Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Radiohead, Prince, and everything that makes her move. She is also a big fan of Cornelius.

Roxi's first album, Beautifully Damaged, is a successful attempt to capture life through the eyes of a daring and provocative singer-songwriter.

Roxi’s fans have compared her with Bjork, Feist, and Tina Dico.

Lyrics

Disposable

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Disposable
I became disposable
According to some petty people
Who wrote a whole chapter
On how much I’m worth

Impossible
I became impossible
According to the perfect people
Holding up the standard
On how to behave

Mother, father, sister,
Brother, daughter, neighbor,
Never let them tell you
How to sing your song
Father, sister, daughter,
Children, brother, neighbor
Never let them tell you
How to sing your song

Unbearable
I became unbearable
According to the soul-less people,
Who quiet their children
To pretend all is well

Aahhh let me be
Aahhh let me be
Aahhh let me be

Insufferable
I became insufferable, According to some empty people
Who flaunt stolen riches
And live for “success”

Impeccable, wonderful, incredible,
Untouchable, unbeatable, unquestionable

Impeccable, wonderful, incredible,
Untouchable, unbeatable, unquestionable…

Der Blauer Reiter (Blue Rider)

Written By: Roxi Alonso

It seems like I have a boyfriend
But he doesn’t know he’s mine
Until he takes me home again
I’m gonna have some fun…
So much so much fun…
Fun… so much so much fun…

It’s not the teasing I crave (oh) This elusive love of mine
I’m your cubist sketch in progress Come on, paint me all around, Paint me inside out

Blue, Blue Rider
Blue, Blue Rider

You have a primitive touch
I can reckon with Paint me fauve
Paint me abstract
Make me a ray
Of contrasting colors
Beyond time and space
I’m a fan of your
Picasso-face
It seems like I have a boyfriend
But he doesn’t know he’s mine
Until he takes me home again
I’m gonna have some fun…
So much so much fun…
Fun… so much so much fun…

Blauer Reiter,
Blauer Reiter
Blue Blue Rider. Blue Blue Rider Ride my song tonight

Beautifully Damaged

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Rumor has it right Among familiar faces She’s been missing lately
From the usual places

No more songs of life
In the street panorama Blissful moments Beautifully damaged

The fruit she craves lately, so sweet and tempting
Every time she struggles to reach a balance
Something else goes on…

Pulled the cord; she’s jumping
On a thread of false alarms
Her hair touches softly
Phantom strings on my guitar

Sudden fame won’t teach you How not to be famished
Dancing on a thin rope
Beautifully damaged

The fruit she craves lately, so sweet and tempting
Every time she struggles to reach a balance
Something else goes on…

In an endless freefall Drifting down the fire Loneliness turns into
A desperate desire

Then she leaves this orbit
On a sketchy flight plan She’s a dazzling comet Beautifully damaged

The fruit she craves lately, so sweet and tempting
Every time she struggles to reach a balance
Something else goes on…
Something else goes on… Something else goes on…
Something else goes on…

Sweet and Bitter Rain

Written By: Roxi Alonso

I feel a little strange Wondering through this day
I heard a man crying Stop this bitter rain

God takes the blame
But all remains the same There’s good and bad in every one Some sweet and bitter rain

Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Down, down on us
Down, down

Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Down, down on us
Down, down

I’ve put your love away
But it’s so hard to take
I can hear my soul crying Stop this bitter rain

If I could take the blame
Would things remain the same?
There’s good and bad in you and I
Some sweet and bitter rain

Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Down, down on us
Down, down

Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Sweet and bitter rain keeps falling
Down, down on us
Down, down

I feel a little strange
Wondering through this day…

These Are Your Eyes

Written By: Roxi Alonso

You existed Deep inside me
Way before I found you by the corner store

Sweet and charming
Flirty and funny
Not the slightest hint that your heart concealed

Sadness
Is a vortex
That will swallow your soul if you
don’t let go

But I can’t do it for you
These are your eyes
These are your eyes

You decided
To keep hiding
Behind your dope-sick smile
I recognize the lines

Gone already With the vanished
Those like you who are trapped
behind eternal walls

You drive miles
To leave my love behind you
Creeping with the shadows you thought gone

But I can’t do it for you These are your eyes
These are your eyes

Not mine
Your eyes
Not mine
Your eyes

Look For You

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Where the demons dance
I’m gonna be looking for you
Where temptation hides
And angels fear telling the truth

God lurks in the dark
I’m gonna be looking for you Land of no regrets Where children play freely

I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you

Where salvation ends
I’m gonna be looking for you
With a sacred sound
I’ll cure your soul and your wound

Love always shines
I’m gonna be looking for you
Land of no regrets Where children play freely

I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you
I’m gonna look for you

Children play freely
Children play free
Children play freely
Children play free

Hear Me Calling

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Hear me calling
I’m sitting on the smooth grass Down by the river

You’re walking on a crowded street
A few miles aside While there’s a brutal war that doesn’t cease
Under a foreign sky

So drum a little louder
I’ll play a little softer (baby)
If you can hear me well
We’ll shorten up the distance maybe

Sometimes I am a stranger in my hometown
Sometimes I am a stranger in my hometown

Hear me calling
I’m walking on the slow path Down by the river

You’re crowding the floor of some fancy bar
Just a few miles north
A child steps on a mine
At the end of the war

So drum a little louder
I’ll play a little softer (baby)
If you can hear me well
We’ll shorten up the distance maybe

Sometimes I am a stranger in my hometown
Sometimes I am a stranger in my hometown

Hear me calling
Hear me calling
Hear me calling
Hear me calling

So drum a little louder
I’ll play a little softer (baby)

Rodney Bar Blues

Written By: Roxi Alonso

It could’ve been so good
for you and,
I hope the spark’ll glow
from time to time. Or is it a reflection,
Like the stars,
Is love dead before we even see it shine?

Across the empty boulevard
The cemetery’s always still and always dark
At times two lovers walk by
Holding hands
While I’m feeling lonesome at the Rodney bar

We couldn’t make it happen,
Not so far,
We managed to protect ourselves and missed the chance. When every word we say means something else
It’s so hard to seal the deal and get close

The dead take nothing when they go under
This love affair is like the thunder
It blinds you in a second and Then it’s gone;
I’m feeling so lonely while you feel forlorn

I want to be your first drink,
I want to be the last girl in line
I want to be the one that makes you think:“I hope this won’t be the last time”

Maybe I’m too slow, too late; I’m too pretentious
I think you’re showy, pompous, ostentatious
Our conversation always
Goes astray
All those silly noises
getting in the way

The wheel of fortune
keeps on twirling
It screeches so loudly
when it’s turning
I wish I could escape the sound of
Your guitar
I’m feeling so lonesome at the Rodney Bar

I want to be your first drink,
I want to be the last girl in line
I want to be the one that makes you think: “I hope this won’t be the last time”

Maybe I’m too slow, too late; I’m too pretentious
I think you’re showy, pompous, ostentatious

Solo algo tan bueno
podia salir tan mal
I wish I didn’t go to The Rodney Bar
Mejor no hubiera ido mas al Rodney Bar
Mmm… mejor no hubiera ido mas al Rodney Bar

Christmas Morning

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Christmas morning
Hot and daunting Heavy free fall
Down from heaven
Boy oh boy
Passion breaks down love

In the darkness
I couldn’t reach you
Or remove you From my worn out soul
Boy oh boy
Obsession kills love

Hey! Did you have any problems? Did I think of you too much?
Well, I thought I heard a siren ring Around when midnight struck.

To forbid you
To forget me
I took a few pills
To end it
Boy oh boy
Smashed up on the floor

They were rushing for no reason
All those people dressed in white
Asking me if I could explain
The moment of my collapse

Christmas morning
They released me
They believed
I was just teasing
No one ever claims
A broken soul Guess they miss the point

No one ever
Claims a broken soul
Guess I missed the point

I Like Pretty Boys!

Written By: Roxi Alonso

Some complain that I’m too tough
I’ve been accused of playing rough
Maybe on the surface, I agree,
Nothing seems enough to me

Most of them don’t even know
My heart hangs from a silver cord
You hold the knife; I hold the hoard
And I will keep you wanting more

Although I do like pretty boys There’s only one man for me Although I do like pretty boys
It’s only you I want to see

They’ve seen me laughing unrestrained with joy
Holding hands
with many younger boys
I can’t deny that might be true
While my heart beats only for you

Although I do like pretty boys There’s only one man for me Although I do like pretty boys
It’s only you I want to see

It’s only you I want to see
It’s only you I want…

I call attention when I sway
I’ve never meant it to be this way
I have attracted many eyes
But it’s you I want to size

Although I do like pretty boys There’s only one man for me Although I do like pretty boys
It’s only you I want to see

Although I do like pretty boys
There’s only one man for me
Although I do like pretty boys
It’s only you I want to see

Falling Angel

Written By: Roxi Alonso

We heard the tremor
It was too late to run away
Covered in dust,
The greatest town changing to grey

Among the horror
We tried to keep our peaceful way
So we decided
To hold hands and simply wait

Falling angel

Falling angel
Falling saint
Far from heaven
Close to earth
Flying down
Flying down
Despite the ground
Jump, flip, and turn

Falling angel

We figured out, we thought
A graceful way to land; we smiled
Some pirouettes
A pax de deux up in the sky

Falling angel

We said “I love you”
We said “I’ll miss you” many times
We didn’t look back
The wind was blowing up side down
I don’t remember touching ground

We remained silent
For the last second of our lives
Oh falling angels
Oh what a thrill or what a blast
They said the towers fell at last

Falling angel
Falling saint
Far from heaven
Close to earth
Flying down
Flying down
Despite the ground
Jump, flip, and turn

Falling angel

Weightless Love

Written By: Roxi Alonso

I hope the sun rises one more time
Across the distance between
you and I
I’m waiting
for the brightness to return
I’m waiting
for a sunbeam and a slow day

A gentle truth will walk us
step by step
Life in slow motion
through a silver wider lens
Don’t hurry,
look at the blooms in June
And every meadow
that shimmers under the moon

Aaaha life’s waiting Aaaha life’s calling
Aaaha life’s bringing
A weightless love…
A weightless love…

I hope that we can pull out
every trick
There’s a secret that makes this life the one to live
I want to savor every day and night
A weightless love is waiting
on the other side

aaha life’s waiting Aaaha life’s calling
Aaaha life’s bringing
A weightless love…
A weightless love…

Discography

Beautifully Damaged - Digital Release Date: Feb. 5 2010; First debut album by Roxi Alonso.

Who played in the album?

THE DREAM TEAM:

Roxi Alonso, vocals and keyboards
Jesse Harris, guitar
Mauro Refosco, percussion.
Conrad Korsch, bass
Joy Askew, piano and back-vocals
Fer Isella, keyboards

GUESTS:
Zeke Zima, guitar, bass, keyboards.
Gabriel Carambula, guitar.
Rodrigo Gomez, drums.
Lulo Isod, percussion and drums.
Rodrigo Reparaz, drums.
Hernan Hayet, bass.
Hernan Gravelloni, bass.
Ariel Naon, upright bass.
Ben Street, bass.
Mauro Mourelos, trumpet.
Chino Asensi, guitar.
Wenchi Lazo, guitar.
Maia Illia, piano.
Pete Rende, keyboards.
Bob Telson, piano.
Christian Haberstroh, whistling.
Facundo Rodriguez, back-vocals.
Osvaldo Suarez, strings.

Set List

A typical set list includes the whole album and maybe two covers. It's approximately 50 to 60 minutes long.