Imaràntia?
Yes, don't doubt it for a moment. The name itself already has evocative resonances. A magnet that attracts you, the sea that can watch fascinating hours and hours, the brightness of a precious stone, the strength and elegance...
I met Maria J. Cardona when she was just getting on stage, playing some keyboards, in a discreet background. She was just a young girl and seemed shy. Later, in those summer evenings in Formentera where the night holds you and you never want to leave, I heard her sing some song of her own, energetic, safe, like almost Tracy Chapman. The stage of 4 of Copas brought to light a part of that hidden energy. And now you have it here, being heard with a safer pace, with a more varied repertoire, sensitive and caustic depending on the case, and well accompanied by Miquel Brunet.
Miguel also met him on stage. Or maybe not: I think I first coincided with his studies, when the friends of Aires Formenterencs invited me to put baza on their album Páginas atrás. In the same way, stage or studio are the means by which this man of a unique species and worthy of protection lives, who carries music in his veins and the metronome in his heart. Miguel enters into any musical world that is put before him. He pours himself completely, whether through a door or through a window, and knows how to furnish the spaces he finds with the right harmonies and rhythms.

The combination could not go wrong. Here it is. And if you haven't already, rather than reading these words, you should run and feel the songs. Both of them have worked it, they have earned it, refining each song. Now you can come in, listen to them. This is not just music to feel. 

Imaràntia. A new voice in these islands. People will speak of them. 

Isidor Marí