The Balboas – Bite! Blood! Repeat!

If you could make up a band and decide what music they played, what genres you would like in this bloody monstrous concoction, how many of you would come up with what The Balboas are about? Not fucking many I’d say, but that’s because I don’t think anyone has that warped a mind, but what I’d also say is, you’d wish you had thought this sound up, its music from the gut and it punches you right there too. Bite! Blood! Repeat! Is a 13 track (unlucky for some) album that’s dripping in music that’ll have you twisting and writhing from head to toe, its an album that defies everything else that’s around at the moment, if I were a last reviewer I’d draw some comparison to The Cramps, but that’s not me, this is music that could be held in the same esteem as said Cramps in years to come, but damn! Does it Rock N Fucking Roll its own course in the swamp lands of the world.

‘Bury It With You’ crawls in first, it’s like you just fell in to a pit of psychobilly, except this has an added feel of jeopardy running through every note, a song that drives as fast as it digs. ‘Bones Of The Baron’ drops next, and if this is how this album is setting out, already I’m like a vampire in a room full of blood donors not knowing which way to bite, the melody is like a Devo ear worm played trash style, fucking (I’ll use that word a lot I think) ridiculously slick and sick. The thing about The Balboas is, heading deeper into an album of theirs is like a mad mouse ride at double speed, what’s round the next corner might send you hurtling into a brick wall of sound, or slip a fish in your mouth like when ‘Papa’s Piranha’ kicks off with “Now darlin fishes is food” , this is Surf Punk with a whole new twist.

I could spend this whole review trying to tell you how ‘Sugar Smacks’ feels like it just dropped straight out of a Tarantino movie, how ‘Prelude To A Problem’ hits the dark tones in this album, how ‘Muffcake’ puts a spaghetti western novel right there in your brain, and just how fucking bad ass their cover of Falco’s ‘Der Kommisar’ is. But I won’t do any of this, you really need to get our ears around this album to totally get why it’s full of nothing you can ever call unoriginal, this is Dwarves on ketamine. It has teeth, it bites, and more to the point it draws fucking blood when it wants to! An album for the needy, those of us that need something to challenge the norm, a feast of styles and genres all made to sound like they lived together forever. 

But don’t take my word for any of this, go listen or even better go buy it via Bandcamp

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