Dear Bongo

Unfullfilled

Slack Records

listen to the album streaming

https://open.spotify.com/track/2RtJba1Kttm0tzjhaqB9S6?si=9a60pscBQZu29fMcZrMx0g

An album that spins at a thousand miles an hour. A sonic war machine. Extremely well-rehearsed, reminiscent of the best New York punk funk (Contorsions), at times it glances at the Sex Pistols, with a lead singer that brings to mind Richard Hell or the desperate, choked voices of the English wave. A sonic bomb that, amidst impeccable accelerations and "in your face" choruses, OI OI style, suddenly hits us with instrumental bridges that have the ability to go anywhere, as if it were an improvisation with eyes closed, where the band bounces wisely between indie, punk, psychedelia, and much more with pure jazz attitude.

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