Results for "Gecko Turner"

Gecko Turner

Gecko Turner: Gone Down South

by Chris M. Slawecki
March 31, 2011

Gecko Turner is a globe-trotting Spanish musician and singer with a particular sweet spot for all the different aspects of American R&B and soul. While composing, arranging, and performing (on guitar, keyboards, percussion and more), Turner demonstrates a light and natural touch for mixing different soul and R&B styles--mostly from the US, but some from Latin ...

Mama Africa

by Chris M. Slawecki
March 27, 2011

If you wanted to travel to--oh, let's just say--Tanzania and then from Tanzania to India, then to Puerto Rico, to England, then Spain, to Peru, then to South Africa, to personally experience their musical varieties both garden and exotic, you could do it by cashing in, with rounding, about 28,690 frequent flier miles. Or ...

Afrobeatnik Meets the Deep South: Gecko Turner New Release

August 24, 2010

An Afrobeatnik by the Riverside: Spain's Gecko Turner Gets Funky on the Soulful Gone Down South In Gecko Turner's world, Bob Dylan smokes up with Motown's legendary Funk Brothers. Marvin Gaye and D'Angelo jam with Jorge Ben. A Cuban pulse, a lush chorus of Afrobeat horns, and Ray Charles-esque vintage flourishes roll effortlessly into one laidback, ...

Afrobeatnik? (Remixes)

By Gecko Turner

Label: Lovemonk
Released: 2006

Chandalismo Ilustrado

By Gecko Turner

Label: Lovemonk
Released: 2006

Guapapasea!

By Gecko Turner

Label: Quango
Released: 2006
Track listing: Subterranean Homesick Blues (Tristezas del Blues Nostalgico Y Subterraneo); Sabes Quien Te Quiere?; Limon en la Cabeza; Te Estas Equivocando; How Come You Do Me Like You Do Me? (Big Bang Romeo); Rainbow Country; Monka Mongas; Did Ya Black Up Today?; Dime Que Te Quea; Nina del Guadiana; Dizzie; 45,000$ (Guapa Pasea).

Gecko Turner: Guapapasea!

by Chris M. Slawecki
April 28, 2006

Maybe it's because I grew up around Philadelphia through the 1970s, but I always remember soul music around--soul music light enough to dance like a butterfly on a breeze yet knee-deep enough in the funk that one could dive in and swim. Its charm was easy to recognize and feel, but hard to describe and define.