'Tales From Monographic Oceans': a journey off the cuff in an arm of the sea, cutting through the isthmuses of some discographies (Los Lobos 40, 6) 'You wouldn't want your daughter to marry one of these hoodlums, but you would want them to play at her wedding': music for old and new emigrants in the Barrio of the City of Angels, among dives, brothels, and the Santa Virgen de Pilàr, tex-mex and punk'n'roll, Tradition from both sides of the Rio Grande revised and corrected and also - oh yes - modernity. In short, for forty years, always in the mouths of the Wolves.
All I Wanted to Do Was Dance