Rock&Roll salvaje, Cómic americano, femme Fatale, grafismo propio del Pop-art.. Definir el estilo de Leviathan, creador gráfico y dibujante, equivale a hablar
de sus intereses, de los puntos sobre los que focaliza su atención, como artista y posiblemente como ¨fan¨. Su obra nos invita a viajar a los Estados Unidos de
los 50..s y 60..s, al ¨glamour¨ que aún desprenden ciertas estrellas del firmamento cinematográfico, a montar en una Harley-Davidson con el casco encima y el rock
dentro. Una suma de elementos que han hecho de Leviathan una figura del Underground, con sus diseños figurando como cubierta de discos y carteles de conciertos,
entre otros.. Junto con su obra plástica, Leviathan dio rienda suelta a su creatividad y en 1997 presentó una serie de diseños para camisetas con su firma.. Hoy en dia
sus prendas, consideradas fetiche del rock, pueden ser vistas tanto en artistas rockeros como en personajes del celuloide. Javier Fabra ¨El Mundo¨
Leviathan was born in Valencia (Spain) in 1977 within a family of artists and painters, so he grew up surrounded by pencils and watercolours. Great-grandson of a cabaret dancer and rebel on principle, he has been tempted since his childhood by the wildest side of Rock’n’Roll, the American comic, “femme fataleâ€, the pop art graphism and the old posters of pulp and horror films. Defining the style of Leviathan, who is a graphic creator and sketcher, is equivalent to talk about his interests and the points on which he focuses his attention as an artist, and probably as a “fanâ€.
His work invites to travel to the United States in the 50’s and 60’s, to the glamour that some stars of the cinematographic firmament still give off, to ride a Harley Davidson with the helmet on and the rock inside. This is a sum of elements that have made an Underground icon of him, with his designs appearing in record covers and concert posters among others.
Together with his plastic work, Leviathan gave free rein to his creativity and launched a series of designs for t-shirts with his signature in 1997. Nowadays he combines his work as an illustrator with the graphic design and serigraphism in his own publicity studio, “Scaniaâ€, where he feels free to show his passion for drawing. His clothes are considered as rock fetish and are worn both by rocker artists and celluloid celebrities.Javier Fabra, El Mundo.
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JAZZ DEVIL
When god appeared before me
I was drowning in my pool
I was 50 over 30
But looking real cool
He said a life of tedious insights
And an overflowing cup
Just don't cut the mustard
I'm afraid you can't come upI fell way down it seemed
Into a bottomless pit
A sign saying Hotel Hades
Was the only thing a'lit
Beezelbub was hanging
But he wouldn't cut no slack
He told me the Big Cat has spoken
I'm afraid you're going backAs the Jazz Devil
Full and greedy
I'm the Jazz Devil
Libido needy
I'm the Jazz Devil
Flymeat in the mix
Where you can call me Agent Double O 666I cruised the streets of London
With one thing on my mind
Got a passport labelled fun
Of the interactive kind
But first I found some cats
And they were howling at the moon
I told them "You play the instruments
And I'll play the baffoon"
We broke into a sombre march
Called Misery and Woe
And then we upped the tempo
Until the juice began to flow
All a sudden this chick called Mimi
Appeared right out the blue
Saying "I've been searching for someone
And now I know who"Jazz Devil
Sick and racy
I'm the Jazz Devil
But very tasty
I'm the Jazz Devil
Flymeat in the mix
Where you can call me Agent Double O 666Me and Mimi settled down
In the family kinda way
Won 10 million on the lottery
Without no debts to pay
And in the wee small hours
When there was noplace left to spend
We'd open up each other
So the days would never endSome jealous cats caught wind of this
And armed up to the teeth
They came in search of me and she
With pistols underneath
And they caught me going down
A thing that made me just see red
And as Mimi hit the no return
They filled me full of lead
Damn I'm deadWhen god appeared before me
I was lying in a pool
I was 50 over 30
But looking real cool
He said a life of tedious insights
And a tendency to crack
Just don't cut the mustard
Time to head on backI fell way down I knew
Into a bottomless pit
(Oh no here we go)
A sign saying Hotel Hades
Was the only thing a'lit
Beezelbub was there a'hanging
But he wouldn't cut no slack
He told me the Big Cat has spoken
Again you're going backAs the Jazz Devil
Every moment hail the
Jazz Devil
As long as days keep dawning
I'm the Jazz Devil
Flymeat in the mix
Where you can call me Agent Double O 666
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