Big ups to bands who can rock my tits off. My kind of taste tends to gravitate toward beer-spittin’, body-movin’, fist-pumpin’ good ol fashioned filthy rock and roll. I love everything about it. When I’m at a show, I want to feel like my Jimmy leg might rocket off from shaking so hard. I want to feel my pelvic bone jamming into the gal next to me with such force I will need a frozen pea bag the next day to ease the good time. I want the Texas sweat from my brow, and maybe the dude next to me, to be mixed with my ice cold Lone Star when I take a long swig. I need to continue to forget my ear plugs so I can properly wreck my hearing altogether. And, finally, rolling into the cut with a pack of your best drinking pals who feel the same all in the name of punk rock, makes for a bitchin’ Friday night.
I was talking to one of my friends about lead singer Matt Caughthran vocal abilities and how much they blew my mind. He can perform and strain his vocal chords one night at a Bronx show like a kick in the throat, then turn around the next day and hit the notes as their alter ego band, Mariachi El Bronx, without missing a beat. What a dick. Applause, my friend. I met a dude a couple weeks ago who plays in a cover band here in Austin. He refused to talk to anyone before the show. He just walked around pointing at his throat mouthing, “I can’t talk, have to save my voice.” Oh man, I wish someone would’ve taken a photo of my face at that moment, that is some babe repellent shit. If you haven’t seen or heard of Mexi-punk band, Mariachi El Bronx by now, then you’re missing out. Check it:
This hybrid of punk rock and mariachi tunes speaks to this loud-mouthed lil Mexican like a warm hug from my creepy Uncle Tio. It’s pretty much my music wet dream. I even showed two of their performances to my dad to see if he would dig it. Admittedly, he turned off The Bronx video within less than a minute and said, “Que es esto, chingao?” Then, I played the Mariachi El Bronx, Revolution Girls, for him and he gave me the Orale head tilt. He dug it. I dig it. You should dig it.