Beck, in a Spanish press conference, said: “Los Chicos are my favourite Spanish band.”
Los Chicos is a five-man rock’n’roll machine constructed from the best parts of all the best components of 20th century rock’n’roll and rythm’n’blues. They put the ingredients into the mix…and then kick the livin’ shite out of it! It’s a sound that, on stage, explodes into a powerful and exhuberant rock’n’roll party.
Featuring a line up that makes the Cramps’ audience at Napa State look normal – a fast talking highclimbing frontman, a shaven-headed evil Doctor Pineapple, a bubble-permed bassist, and last but not least the only real twin guitar team treading the boards today, Spain’s best band gather new fans everywhere they go. It’s your turn next!
For this, their fifth album, recorded in the summer heat of Madrid in four days and mixed in another three by Mike Mariconda, Los Chicos have collaborated with well-respected Spanish artistes such as Josele Santiago from Los Enemigos and Hendrik Röver from Los Deltonos.
There cannot be a more direct, more raw, less artificial recording available today. In the Spain of today this is the only way to deal with the problems, primarily economic, affecting Spanish society and the band members in particular: beer, good parties and much laughter. And this comes out in the recording, along with a dash of anger. And, in part thanks to the current climate, this may be the most powerful sound they’ve ever achieved.
Hear It Again
You Sold Me
War Or Party
Age Of Stupidity
Willie And The Handjob
On My Face
A Miracle Working
Fire In Our Souls
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer, One Wine