This band bills itself as a sparkling flamenco-guitar and violin driven cocktail. It does have elements of flamenco, and jazz riffs, a lot of rhythm, and much percussion from South America, yet it is one of the blandest of cocktails,. In order to get off on this cocktail would take imbibing a monumental amount of the bland mix. They talk of spending a month at the National School of Music in Havana, Cuba, if this is the case possibly repeating the course would have helped them learn the lessons they went down there to become skilled at. The heart which is so apparent in Cuban music has not been revived on this disc.
This disc has the elements they talked of, however. They are displayed in the blandest form and exhibit virtually no moments that make you sit up and take notice. This sophomore effort clocks in at 76 plus minutes and in all honesty if you cut a good 20 minutes you would not miss anything. The songs take so long to build to their mild 'climax' that you begin to wonder if you missed something. The first song, Dry Sockets, has the most to make it interesting with the violin pushing it, but still you could easily cut off a minute or so and make it a much more interesting piece. The lyrics are delivered in a raspy growl that does nothing to enhance them. This is not a bad disc it, just doesn't go anywhere and it does that without ever having a 'wow' moment where the music grabs you and makes you sit up and take notice.
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