Don Caballero
Singles Breaking Up (Volume One)
[Touch and Go]
Rating: 7.2
Well, kids, I just went back and re-read my review for these guys' last album,
What Burns never Returns, and what a laugh it was! Sometimes I just
love to pretend to be a record reviewer! In my last review, I stated that
Don Caballero was "creating cohesive songs from the cacaphony of frenetically
beaten drums." Yeah, right! More like creating a goopy mess of my brain between
my ears.
Well, here I find myself, living a Dilbert- like existence, not even given
the dignity of a cubicle, forced to isolate myself the only way I know how:
headphones filled with grunchy, mean toonz. Sure, sometimes I listen to porn
MPEGs or NPR's This American Life, but when I'm given a particularly
enervating task-- something like, say, stapling-- I like to put my head
between the hairy thighs of Don Caballero. Sure, it smells a little
funky down there, and all's I can hear is the pounding of drums upon my
skull, but I like it. I see it as an expression against the machine of
oppression, man! Yeah, oppression...
Don C., in case you've been too lazy to go back and read the earlier review,
is intense, indie jam-rok of the highest order. Perhaps you've got friends
that like to noodle around with offbeat guitar themes and love to hammer
their drum sets without mercy. Perhaps they drink malt liquor and smell like
clove cigarettes. Perhaps they stick sharp, barbed objects into their
bottoms. Perhaps you have a very vague idea of what we're talking about here:
jamming. Stinky, sore- bottomed jamming. Inspired, sore- bottomed jamming.
Wikked, sharp, tight, sore- bottomed jamming. No lyrics, no mandolin, no
techno beats or phat rhymes, just pure, glorious, sore- bottomed jamming.
Thank You Jesus!
So, Singles Breaking Up (Vol 1) collects the band's EP and compilation
releases into one, easy- to- use compact disc. Convenient, and perfect for the
on- the- go individual, Singles has the texture you'd expect from
such a collection-- lacking the overall continuity that What
Burns Never Returns possessed, it serves to chronicle their progress
since 1992, before they even released their first album, 1993's For
Respect. Since this stuff is clearly marketed to instrumento-geeks
and weirdos, I would suggest you take a large dose of Ketamine before
enjoying. And don't forget to stick a sharp, barbed object into your bottom!
-James P. Wisdom