Parera Fons, music for a life – Diari de Balears

He’s just a little over sixty, but if you saw him you’d say he wasn’t a day over twenty-five. If you said he was young in spirit he might be offended or you might not be defining him the way he really is. Such unique people won’t let themselves be described by clichés.. He’s lived a full life, and you can tell, and although he may even like to pretend he’s somewhat naïve, he isn’t at all. He’s to experienced, too clever. When he talks, he waves his arms a lot and almost always smiles, he seem to be at home anywhere he goes and everyone is his very special guests. If he had to make a personalized  business card, he might print out a text something like: “Antoni Perera:  Live life for all its worth”. Light-hearted, ingenious elegance is the best description. Entertaining and seductive, neither his experience nor his intelligence have made him bitter, nor have they made him lose faith in people, in the sheer joie-de-vivre. He’s able to combine a healthy, unrestrained kind of hedonism with an inexhaustible capacity for work. Every time I see him, I can’t help but feel sorry I didn’t meet him earlier in my life, be his same age, be his equal so I could have gone out together and painted the town red. On second thought, the fact that that didn’t happen does have its advantages, of course: all the girls who went out with me wouldn’t have even bothered with me, and they would have adored him. Most people’s lives are like sound tracks for a calendar:  the pages unceremoniously fall off slowly but surely. The life Parera Fons lives, however,  is like a champagne bottle when a happy hand pulls the cork out.

Singer, composer, music producer: his professional resumé just never stops, and in the last two months he’s produced two new recording, both exceptional. On the first one, T’estim i t’estimaré (with three of his own songs), Josep Carreras sings some of the best Catalan songs in recent memory, plus an excellent version of  Frank Sinatra’s classic I did it my way, that, would be a perfect description of  Parera  Fons with a couple of changes in a couple of strophes: “If  I’ve suffered, if I’ve cried/ it wasn’t really anything, I didn’t even really realized it./ I just learned what happiness is/ and if  the day is kind of grey/ and it doesn’t make me very happy, I’ll make the sky blue,/ the way I always have.” The second album is called El darrer viatge, with lyrics by Guillem d’Efak and music by Parera Fons. Joana Pons plays the piano and Joan Pons’ earthy voice, like a tender storm or a symphonic flame, sings them. The lyrics are simple, up-beat, full of wisdom and poignancy. There is the yearning for a life that’s about to end, but it’s also a yearning for all the good things life has given him. The fourth song is called Amics, germans; here is a very moving elegy but one that’s brimming with life. I’ve rarely heard such a beautiful song. I could listen to this over and over again and then break down and cry. After that, of course, the champagne would taste much better.
Pere A. Pons