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Mon Laferte, vol. 1

by Mon Laferte · Album Mon Laferte, vol. 1

El diablo

Duration 4:03

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Mon Laferte, vol. 1

Mon Laferte, vol. 1

Mon Laferte · 2015 · Track 3

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Duración4:03
ÁlbumMon Laferte, vol. 1
Año2015
ISRCMXUM71501998

The story behind

This song stands out because it sounds like a contained scream, where Mon Laferte's voice cracks between rage and sadness, dragged along by a rhythm that seems to stumble forward. The bass draws sharp lines that clash against a drumbeat that never quite settles, as if the music's very body were in conflict. There's something in the production that evokes that feeling of recording with just enough, leaving no room for retakes, and that gives it a raw weight rarely heard in polished studios. The lyrics don't apologize for their harshness: they speak of a love that turned to poison, of that kind of relationship that leaves scars and makes you question even your own shadow.

The track was born in Tormento, the album Mon Laferte crafted during a difficult time, when depression had her trapped between four walls without light. She recorded with what she had on hand: equipment plugged into an extension cord in the building's parking lot, since her apartment had no electricity. What began as necessity ended up becoming the album's sound: rough, direct, unfiltered. El diablo lasts four minutes and four seconds, but in that time, years of unanswered questions fit, along with the certainty that some wounds don't heal with hugs.