Maleza

the bad influences, from bogota, in colombia, with their third album for us: twenty-eight gorgeous variations of suadade, in a warmly acoustic, post-punk take on tropicalismo impromptu, snapshot and sublime. kind of like if the young marble giants sang in spanish and didnt fully know how to play pretty great (vice); '... deliciously haunting... rekindles the spirit of diy that their british counterparts have so patently forgotten' (the times); 'startlingly poignant' (metro); 'one of the most charming idiosyncrasies i have heard all year... where truth is seized accidentally and musical shambles are sweet, virtuous and silly... like watching early bunuel without subtitles' (plan b);