Don Caballero II (CD)
The liner notes are clear: "Don Caballero is rock not jazz, Don Caballero is free from solos." Free from solos, but not from complex, ever evolving compositions that never, ever forget to crank up the amps and riff along. How to describe them? The "post-rock" tag doesn't really make sense, and the math rock label is even more limiting -- too bloodless. But if a comparison has to be made or a link established, try Drive Like Jehu, but without vocals. The Williams/Banfield guitar team knows exactly how to play off each other, trading notes, establishing parallel melodies, and hitting full crunch like an evolving beast. Che, meanwhile, sits behind it all and directs everything with equal power and skill. In mainstream terms, the Smashing Pumpkins' Jimmy Chamberlin got the '90s kudos for being a power rock drummer with the skills and fluidity of jazz, but Che is clearly equally skilled, as this album makes perfectly clear. An eight-track release, it splits evenly between shorter and longer pieces.
| Tracklisting | |
| Disk | 1 | |
| 1 | Stupid Puma |
| 2 | Please Tokio, Please This Is Tokio |
| 3 | Dick Suffers Is Furious With You |
| 4 | Cold Knees [In April] |
| 5 | P, P, P, Antless |
| 6 | Repeat Defender |
| 7 | Rollerblade Success Story |
| 8 | No One Gives a Hoot About Faux-Ass Nonsense |
| mike metzger
- los angeles, , USA |
| undoubtedly among the best indie rock records of the 90's. "don caballero 2" is uncomprimising, challenging, and thrilling rock. over the most intense, pummeling, technical drumming you'll ever hear this side of death metal, time signatures contort themselves and crumple into unexpected lurches and blasts. don't expect to be humming along; the tempo shifts and intricate phrasings are perhaps irreproduceable by anyone but the artists. track 4, "repeat defender", is the kind of epic that makes stoners wet themselves in ecstacy. don cab are one of the most original bands in indie rock today, and this is their best record, hands down. | |
| mArk
- Stockdumb, CA, US of A |
| I can only imagine Sonic Youth of the mid 80's bringing on Philip Glass to produce an instrumental album. It works so well in my opinion, although it will drag if you're not in the right mood. Rough, aggressive, repetitive, complex yet simple in its progressions. Throw in a few Neil Peart drum solos and you got this album. Looking forward to the rest of their catalog. Anyone who's a fan of post-rock, angular offbeats will like this record. A good one to zone out and write too. | |