BEEHOOVER
Heavy Zooo
(Exile On Mainstream)
CAPSULE
Blue
(Robotic Empire)
TOTAL FUCKING
DESTRUCTION
Peace, Love
and Total Fucking
Destruction
(Enucleation)
ZOZOBRA / CLOUDS
Bird of Prey / We Are Above You
(Hydra Head)
LOS
LLAMARADA
Against the
Day
(Avant!)
CELESTINE
At the
Borders of Arcadia
(Milkweed)
LIKE BLACK HOLES IN
THE SKY
Tribute to Syd Barrett
(Dwell)
BEFORE THE RAIN
...One Day Less
(Major Label Industries)
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There
is such an authentic feeling to music like this. There
is such a crude aspect of reality that is bluntly
displayed through the ultra lo fi sounds of Monterrey’s
Los Llamarada that I can only wonder what they were on
to conceive something as gritty, bleak and beautiful as
this. As the first (title) track of this two song seven
inch gets started it is obvious that this Mexican
quartet is going for the hiss and the dirt; this is the
type of recording that sounds like the tenth generation
tape copy of a vinyl rip. That alone gives the music of
Los Llamarada a bittersweet spirit, because these two
songs do have in them a melancholical sound. Be it that
guitar (is it a guitar?) psychedelically ringing during
“Against the Day” or the saddened melodies or the
rolling mountain of noise that later takes over the
song, it’s pretty clear, as much as these muchachos are
punk, they are psyche, they are indie and they are
garage. They remind me of bands like The Gories, but
also of more obvious ones, like those cited in their
MySpace page like Wire and even Sonic Youth before they
made money.
Side B
includes two songs; “The Last Time” which has a more The Fall
feeling. In parts the vocalist sounds like he is impersonating
Mark E Smith’s rumble-like delivery. The music is skeletical,
vacant drums, strings in the back, and what sounds
like…harmonicas…is that it? To tell you the truth I don’t know.
The third and last song is “The Blanket Escape”, a sweet and
short piece based on a steady beat and a shitload of noise.
There isn’t much more in the shape of coherence, just garage
rock played at its loosest and wildest, like the careless and
spirited version of somebody’s first garage band rehearsal, Los
Llamarada capture just the right moment.
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