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Cumbia Siglo XXI in Bloomington, MN
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Bogota's
Meridian Brothers
are a futurist, electro-rock act at the forefront of experimental Latin rhythms and styles. Founder and multi-instrumentalist
Eblis Alvarez
writes, plays, arranges, and records the band's albums solo. These explore Latin folk and popular styles including vallenato and currulao, woven through electronica, neo-psych, prog, and cartoon soundtrack music.
Cumbia Siglo XXI
is titled after a defunct Colombian group who played a sci-fi version of discofied cumbia during the 1980s. The songs here readily reference that as a lift-off point to explore cumbia as a genre.
Alvarez
melds folkloric and pop Colombian, Argentinian, and Mexican cumbias to vintage rock, neo-electro, spidery funk, and tropical styles. As on previous
outings such as
Salvadora Robot
and
Suicidas
, he illustrates this project with an army of snaky guitars in strange tunings, (mostly cheap) electronics, guerilla production, unusual vocal treatments, and razor-sharp humor. His percussion methods juxtapose the organic with the sampled and looped, all appended by spaced-out pitch manipulations. There isn't a track here, no matter how strange, that doesn't groove.
Check out the spiky chiptune electronics creating the melody on "Los Golpeadores de la Cumbia," as it staggers through layers of vintage Mattel drum machines set on "clatter." "Cumbia del Pichaman" is a cover of
Dusty Springfield
's soul classic "Son of a Preacher Man," filtered through the Barranquilla rhythms of
Anibal Velasquez
prismatically under and alongside reggae guitars, perverse singing, and Caribbean harmonies. The real killer here is "Puya del Empresario," where primitive synths zig, zag, and collide (think
The Normal
's "T.V.O.D." meets
Devo
's "Red Eye"). The space-age moodiness and edgy drama in "Cumbia de la Fuente" slither forth with staggered sci-fi flick sound effects, brittle, distorted drum machines, and cascading surf guitars. Immediately following that, "Cumbia de la Amistad" cracks across mutant disco soundtrack music with reverbed guitars and spun-up synths that can't decide whether they're lead or rhythm instruments. "Cumbia Totalitaria" delivers a straight, chanted cumbia melody, but dubbed with paranoid vocals, and a pulsing tempo that shifts and changes beats seemingly at will. The fun continues with "Cumbia de Soledad," an intense, skittering reinvention of cumbia as alien dance music beamed through a car radio. It's militant, hyper, kinetic, and fun. For many years,
, who grew up on cumbia, resisted the impulse to explore it deeply when making music. It demands rigorous knowledge and discipline to understand its norms, let alone transgress them. Journeying though Colombia's approach and roping in Argentinian and Mexican derivations liberated
to go deep and wide.
is easily
' most satisfying outing to date. While no less insane than its predecessors, its musicality is as abundant as it is adventuresome. Further, it pays tribute to cumbia even as it exaggerates and satirizes it with almost familial warmth and affection. ~ Thom Jurek
Meridian Brothers
are a futurist, electro-rock act at the forefront of experimental Latin rhythms and styles. Founder and multi-instrumentalist
Eblis Alvarez
writes, plays, arranges, and records the band's albums solo. These explore Latin folk and popular styles including vallenato and currulao, woven through electronica, neo-psych, prog, and cartoon soundtrack music.
Cumbia Siglo XXI
is titled after a defunct Colombian group who played a sci-fi version of discofied cumbia during the 1980s. The songs here readily reference that as a lift-off point to explore cumbia as a genre.
Alvarez
melds folkloric and pop Colombian, Argentinian, and Mexican cumbias to vintage rock, neo-electro, spidery funk, and tropical styles. As on previous
outings such as
Salvadora Robot
and
Suicidas
, he illustrates this project with an army of snaky guitars in strange tunings, (mostly cheap) electronics, guerilla production, unusual vocal treatments, and razor-sharp humor. His percussion methods juxtapose the organic with the sampled and looped, all appended by spaced-out pitch manipulations. There isn't a track here, no matter how strange, that doesn't groove.
Check out the spiky chiptune electronics creating the melody on "Los Golpeadores de la Cumbia," as it staggers through layers of vintage Mattel drum machines set on "clatter." "Cumbia del Pichaman" is a cover of
Dusty Springfield
's soul classic "Son of a Preacher Man," filtered through the Barranquilla rhythms of
Anibal Velasquez
prismatically under and alongside reggae guitars, perverse singing, and Caribbean harmonies. The real killer here is "Puya del Empresario," where primitive synths zig, zag, and collide (think
The Normal
's "T.V.O.D." meets
Devo
's "Red Eye"). The space-age moodiness and edgy drama in "Cumbia de la Fuente" slither forth with staggered sci-fi flick sound effects, brittle, distorted drum machines, and cascading surf guitars. Immediately following that, "Cumbia de la Amistad" cracks across mutant disco soundtrack music with reverbed guitars and spun-up synths that can't decide whether they're lead or rhythm instruments. "Cumbia Totalitaria" delivers a straight, chanted cumbia melody, but dubbed with paranoid vocals, and a pulsing tempo that shifts and changes beats seemingly at will. The fun continues with "Cumbia de Soledad," an intense, skittering reinvention of cumbia as alien dance music beamed through a car radio. It's militant, hyper, kinetic, and fun. For many years,
, who grew up on cumbia, resisted the impulse to explore it deeply when making music. It demands rigorous knowledge and discipline to understand its norms, let alone transgress them. Journeying though Colombia's approach and roping in Argentinian and Mexican derivations liberated
to go deep and wide.
is easily
' most satisfying outing to date. While no less insane than its predecessors, its musicality is as abundant as it is adventuresome. Further, it pays tribute to cumbia even as it exaggerates and satirizes it with almost familial warmth and affection. ~ Thom Jurek
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