R-69 – Demos & B-Sides (2000–2025)
“The hidden history of Max Forzan and R-69, finally unearthed.”
For decades, whispers circled among fans: unfinished tapes, raw sketches, even live takes that never saw the light of day. Now, Demos & B-Sides (2000–2025) pulls back the curtain, revealing the secret vault of R-69 — and it’s a revelation.
The Voice Behind the Vault
At the center of it all is Max Forzan — the voice of R-69, the architect of their chaos and beauty. These demos capture him not as the polished frontman, but as the restless creator: singing into cheap microphones, scribbling lyrics in the margins, turning imperfections into lightning.
And then there’s Delay, the fallen guitarist whose 27-year flame still haunts every recording. His riffs on early versions of Huracán or Sigues Aquí feel both unfinished and eternal — the sound of a talent burning out while burning brightest.
What’s Inside the Archive
The collection spans a quarter-century of fragments and forgotten gems:
• Huracán (first demo, 1999): a storm in lo-fi, recorded before the band even had a name.
• Hasta el Cielo (EP version, 2000): stripped down, aching with raw soul.
• Zero Humano (Blue Album sessions, 2001): an industrial firestorm left off the final cut.
• Música y Voz (live, 2000): the band’s DNA in one performance — messy, urgent, alive.
• Loving You Loving Me (demo, 2010): a heartbreak unearthed from Max’s private notebooks.
• Sigues Aquí (demo, 1999): Delay and Max trading shadows before the spotlight found them.
Why It Matters Now
Demos & B-Sides isn’t a greatest-hits package — it’s the opposite. It’s the dirt under the fingernails, the backstage smoke, the after-hours truths that built R-69’s mythology.
Listening to these tracks is like eavesdropping on history: Max’s voice unguarded, Delay’s guitar searching, the band finding themselves in real time.
From Ruta 69 to R-69
The album also maps the transition from Ruta 69, their early incarnation, into the global identity of R-69. You hear the Spanish rock influences, the street-level poetry of Mexico City, and the slow emergence of a band destined for international cult status.
The Mystery Lives On
These aren’t polished anthems. They’re sketches, ghosts, unfinished conversations with the future. And maybe that’s the point.
Because with R-69, perfection was never the goal. Truth was.