Don Caballero
Don Caballero 2

I want to write a somewhat atypical review for this instrumental album (Post-Rock, Math-Rock) that's quite unusual, challenging, and certainly not easy to digest. I'd like to compare this album to a day, to help those unfamiliar with the disc understand it and perhaps encourage them to give it a listen. Usually, when we listen to a song or an entire album, we think of moments, situations, contexts (whether positive or negative, it doesn't matter), that can be rationally represented. A love story, solitude, a journey, a scuffle, or why not, hell, or perhaps a fairy tale world full of knights, dragons, monsters, demons, and princesses. In any case, music can make us imagine and build an image, make us think of something describable, a typical day, therefore, even if perhaps set in hell, an alternative reality, or a fairy tale world. This album, however, is not like that. This album is a day that begins with you falling out of bed and instead of landing on the floor, you end up in a rainbow vortex that bounces you from a sidewalk in a Japanese village to a distant alien planet. After that, rematerializing on earth with your rear where your face should be and your face where your rear should be, you run to catch the bus, inevitably missing it, but waiting for you will be a carriage that greets you, and inside it, you'll discover a strip club, with monkeys dancing around a pole and penguins throwing carrots at them that the club's owner, a maroon rabbit, will eat at the end of the night. You get off the carriage scared but also amused, and find yourself in a desolate land at night, then for some reason, a phosphorescent green sun rises, apologizing for being late, and instead of lighting things up, it starts to blur them. Two lines of knights emerge from the ground and charge at each other dancing. Their shields clash like the pieces of this album do against the hearing. Then their swords scratch the air like the guitars on this record will scratch you and ultimately everything will fade, blur, and take the forms of a hamster running on the wheel of its cage. And you'll be there watching it, no longer knowing who the hell you are and why you have a hamster at home... Have I convinced you? Ahahahahahah I hope at least I have entertained you ;)