Earlier this week, Puerto Rican musicians Raquel Berrios and Luis Alfredo Del Valle, who make up Spanish experimental dream-pop duo Buscabulla (slang for troublemaker), left the white-sand seashores and turquoise waters of Aguadilla, the place they’re presently recording their debut album, for the West Coast. Festivalgoers—whether or not they’ve already been, or have but to be, entranced by Berrios’s sublimely candy vocals and Del Valle’s hypnotizing synth-guitar riffs—shall be in for a fiesta.
“Our stage looks are inspired by Latin ballroom dancers in the ’80s and ’90s,” laughs Berrios. “So it’s a hyper-exaggerated salsa vibe, but also a little bit street and rock ’n’ roll.” For the supernaturally stunning pair, who’ve been a pair on- and offstage since they first met and began collaborating on tropical-tinged electro melodies in Brooklyn again in 2011, cross-cultural dichotomies have at all times been on the core of their harmonized imaginative and prescient. “Luis and I love that high-low mix,” she says. “Blending reggaeton and Boricua vibes of the people with things that are a bit more refined or or elevated.” For proof, simply throw on the lead monitor on their newest providing, EP II, “Tártaro,” an ode to salsa erótica legend Frankie Ruiz that reimagines the salsero’s sensual subgenre with futuristic twists. Or, have a scroll by means of the band’s Instagram, the place the couple groups breezy, colourful—clashing and coordinated —getups with completely raveled hair. And plenty of it.
“Luis has always taken his hair more seriously than I have,” laughs Berrios. “He’s always on a quest for the perfect haircut, whether it’s a cheap $10 Chinatown cut [“Which are great!” chimes in Del Valle] or a high-end, editorial stylist.” However it doesn’t matter what salon chair he occurs to have been in final, his darkish, chin-grazing lengths—typically worn in a cloud of buoyant ringlets or slicked and finger-raked again to greaser-like impact—grow to be him, with assist from a dollop of argan oil or matte styling wax. “I try not to wash my hair too much,” he says.
Berrios demonstrates the same ease relating to her preternaturally thick, waist-grazing brunette mane, whether or not she’s carrying it down with uneven micro-fringe or sculpting it right into a towering topknot or voluminous aspect ponytail slung over one shoulder. “I brush the hell out of my hair with a paddle brush and try not to do too much to it,” she explains, including that the couple usually shares Dealer Joe’s shampoo and conditioner. And so they’re not the one ones genetically blessed within the hair division; their Four-year-old daughter Charlie takes after her father. “Our daughter was born with the most insane Shirley Temple [ringlets]!” says Berrios.
With types that possess the form of cool that may’t be faked, it’s no shock that the remainder of their grooming routine is “pretty low-maintenance.” For Del Valle, the fuss ends together with his hair, and for Berrios, sustaining her luminous pores and skin is a matter of holding an ultra-streamlined routine (comprised of straightforward cleaning soap as facial cleanser, moisturizer with SPF, and Kiehl’s Vitamin C Serum), in addition to getting sufficient sleep and never consuming or smoking. Usually going fully makeup-free off responsibility, when Berrios will get stage-ready, she brushes Glossier’s Boy Forehead by means of her arches, slashes on eyeliner, after which provides a neon-bright shock of shade, both washed over the lips or draped on the cheeks, ’80s-style. “I love a nice tangerine or hot pink,” she says, likening her magnificence ethos to that of painter John Wesley, whose work toes the road between Pop Artwork and minimalism.
“In African-American culture, you have Cardi B and Solange on either side of the spectrum [aesthetically],” she explains. “I want to be both for Latin music—be that fly girl with hoop earrings and eyeliner one day, and natural and simple another.” There’s no manner of telling which manner the winds of Coachella Valley will blow for Berrios’s above-the-neck on Sunday. However one factor’s for sure, Buscabulla—each sonically and visually—by no means disappoints.