This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Boy bands. Bubblegum. Nü-metal. North American music seems more predictable by the minute. So thank the gods for bands like South America’s Los Fabulosos Cadillacs.
The only thing you can predict about this eclectic, Grammy-winning Argentine act is that you can’t predict what they’re going to do next. Over 11 albums (only a handful of which are available north of the Equator), this zesty nine-man act have run the gamut from funk to flamenco, ska to Clash covers — not unlike Fishbone with a Spanish-English dictionary. On their dozenth disc, they turn in a jazzier, soulful direction, restraining their rockier impulses in favour of Curtis Mayfield grooves, Thelonius Monk progressions, tropicalia lounge licks and even an elegant waltz. It’s not as rebellious and engaging as last year’s Fabuloso Calavera, but next to the likes of Ricky Martin, this is truly la musica loca.
