Jonathan Bogart: The most exciting thing about banda sinaloense in the 2010s is the same thing that was exciting about the Rolling Stones in 1971 - a mood of uncertainty, of contingency, the sense that just a touch might send it all spinning out of control, that they can barely keep up with their own legend, let alone their rock-solid drummer. It’s a group of disjointed parts: the brass, the accordion, the spoken part, the unmelodious vocal melody… Nothing makes sense! Juana Giaimo: Am I the only one who wants to press stop as soon as it starts? And even when I gave it a chance, it didn’t get better, but actually worse. Still, I could do without the all-talk bridge save that shit for the fadeout. Each of them bites into the one, snapping off their declaratives while Calibre 50 keeps a steady riling pace. Michel: Stick a conversation in the middle of your song, and I’ll definitely provide an extra point.īrad Shoup: It’s practically a sight gag, the thought of Eden Muñoz and El Komander stepping over each other’s assurances that they’re just doing what they gotta do. During the spoken interlude they quote Komander’s 2012 Youtube hit “Cuernito Armani,” named for - you guessed it - a big-ass gun.Īnthony Easton: Careening, quickly moving, and with some pretty fantastic horns, and the always welcome accordions, this claims to bring a riot - but it is too orderly, too well constructed to be completely riotous. That lurching waltz beat could trace the arc of a razor sharp pendulum, the tuba fluttering and blatting just out of its reach. (They’re like two steps removed from Toby Keith in “That Don’t Make Me a Bad Guy.”) On their albums, Calibre venture into pop ballads and dangerously close to sea shanties despite the broadest reach of any norteño band, their grasp sounds firmest when they return to corridos. Wasn’t that the point of all the big-ass guns? The artists retaliate with this pro-freedom meta-corrido, “What’s Wrong With That?”, presenting themselves as working stiffs who’ll drink and party and spend hard-earned money on whatever kind of music they like. The reason? Their narcocorrido music “promotes violence.” Well, yeah. Both Calibre 50, a quartet named for a big-ass gun, and El Komander, who’s designed his “K” to look like a big-ass gun, have recently been fined and banned by certain state and local governments in Mexico. Josh Langhoff: The artists are indignant.
Pharrell Williamsįinally, correct use of accented characters… Donnie Trumpet & the Social Experiment.I LIE HERE BURIED WITH MY RINGS AND MY DRESSES.Email (song suggestions/writer enquiries).
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