Also available as a limited edition CD Gel Pack on BMG Latin (69739).
Jaguares: Saul Hernandez (vocals, acoustic & electric guitar); Sabo Romo (acoustic guitar, bass, background vocals); Cesar "Vampiro" Lopez, Jarris Margalli (electric guitar); Alfonso Andre (drums, percussion, background vocals).
Additional personnel: Timothy Eckert (contrabass); Loel Derouin, Murray Adler, Eve Butler, Henry Ferber, Armen Garabedian, Gerardo Hilera, Brian Leonard, Maria Newman, Robert Peterson, Michele Richards, Charlie Bisharat, Susan Chatman, Peter Kent, Michael Purkin, John Wittenberg (violin); Evan Wilson, Denyse Buffum, David Stenske, Matthew Funes, John Scanlon (viola); Larry Corbert, Daniel Smith (cello); Brandon Fields (tenor saxophone); Doc Kupka (baritone saxophone); Gary Grant, Lee Thornberg (trumpet); Nick Lane (trombone); Marvins Gordy III (percussion).
Engineers include: Greg Ladanyi, Scott Peets, Michael Butler.
Recorded in March & April 1999.
BAJO EL AZUL DE MISTERIO was nominated for the 2000 Grammy Award for Best Latin Rock/Alternative Performance.
BAJO EL AZUL DE MISTERIO was nominated for the 2000 Billboard Latin Music Award for Rock/Fusion Album of the Year.
BAJO EL AZUL DE TU MISTERIO was nominated for the 2000 Latin Grammy Award for Best Rock Album. "Fin" was nominated for the 2000 Latin Grammy Award for Best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocal and Best Rock Song.
This two-disc set shows that with a legacy spanning more than 10 years, Saul Hernandez and company continue to deliver enrapturing, mystical rock that shows little sign of decline. With the exception of the ever-present Alfonso Andre on drums, the band's lineup yet again sees itself refreshed and renewed, this time with co-producer Sabo Romo on bass and Jarris Margalli and Cesar "Vampiro" Lopez forming two corners of a guitar triangle. Produced by old friend Greg Ladanyi, BAJO EL AZUL DE TU MISTERIO truly has it all--the first disc contains radiant, live versions of past Jaguares/Caifanes tunes, while the second is a penetrating studio opus of previously unparalleled elegance and sweetness. And for any doubters of how hard South-of-the-border bands can rock, this album is a testament to its potency.
Old favorites like the prowling "Dime Jaguar" and biting "Las Ratas No Tienen Alas" shimmer with new life, as does the narcotic wash of "Quisiera Ser Alcohol." Vampiro's rusty-razor melodic lines dance around the crunch of Margalli's David Gilmour-esque riffs and solos. And like the soaring flight of a falcon or the fluid dive of a dolphin, "Hoy" opens the studio disc with surges of stark beauty.