Kinkidelia is back with “Yellow bag and powerful stone”, third length of Derby Motoreta’s Burrito Cachimbathe Andalusian band that amazed audiences and critics with their self-titled debut, “Derby Motoreta’s Burrito Cachimba” (19) and that he strengthens his proposal with the outstanding “Black thread” (21), in addition to signing the main piece of the film’s soundtrack “The laws of the border” (21) by Dani Monzón, for which they were nominated for the Goya Awards. They have the acid test of a third installment and they pass it with flying colors, signing twelve new pieces in which, with their indisputable seal intact (Andalusian rock roots with freshness and personality, plus an extra of flaming psychedelia and a southern poetic of high carats), add experimentation, new nuances and redouble the sound power.
The album consists of two clearly differentiated parts, a first more energetic, sharp and electric; and a second, more ambient and with expansive textures, opening new avenues in their sound based on electronic exploration and the increasing use of synthesizers in several songs. The slow-burn work is noticeable (they stopped touring for a year to concentrate entirely on the album) and the pieces merge with each other perfectly, giving a feeling of continuity within the reigning eclecticity and organic coexistence of genres, of hard rock, heavy or even metal, passing through the sounds of Anatolia, flamenco, electronica and the omnipresent psychedelia, to name just a few.
“Big water” serves as a disturbing “cinematic” overture that announces that something powerful is approaching… And so it is, we take off with “Six Pistons (Makensy’s Dream)” and the angry guitars (there will be almost no respite along the grooves) cause the first tremor of the earth, with trademark reverb and distortions. “He has already woken up in the depths…”the adventure begins, “we cross a temporal gap / the creature stalks us at the threshold, / we search without mercy / the trail of death and evil”. The entire band melting metals and searching for that evil being, with their beloved Black Sabbath under their wings. And watch out, point-blank shooting in the next blink with “El chinche”, hard rock and flaming blues, with a wild and greasy harmonica that is pure sulfur (by Álvaro Aspe of The Milkyway Express) and the band bursting every one of their instruments, with a thousand distortions and an open grave Dandy from start to finish. One of the most powerful, fresh and street songs of the lot, with another kinkidelic lyric that wins us over in the first phrase: “You rebelled / because you wanted / rice with tomato.”
There is no respite and the sounds of Anatolian rock and arabesques intersect with breakbeat and old school drum and bass in “Prodigy”with rhythmic base and beat/sampler of “Smack My Bitch Up” (now we understand the title-tribute) included. A quinqui rave under the full moon with women in charge, inspired by “The Bacchae” of Euripides. The mythological trail continues and continues to merge with the poetic manners that the band handles so well in “Ef Laló”with a first part that catches us and makes our skin crawl from the first verses, with Dandy brimming with pinch and Lole and Manuel like love and lighthouses, plus a rhythmic base that is pure Caño Roto at times: “The flower of your body opens to me like a ray of sunlight / your mouth trembling in the shadow / and my throat is a spring. / The moles on your skin / are seven little black mirrors, / seven little black mirrors / where I want to fall.” And a darker, almost ritual second part, in which the legend of Saint Eulalia and her martyrdom appears, with experimental Greek choirs to complete another of the most rounded pieces on the album.
The first part comes to an end with the penultimate blow, “Daddy Papi”, second part of one of the great songs “Black Thread”, “Porcelain Teeth”. Of “those jackals who escaped over the bridge after sowing blood in the open field,” this “ambush” under a storm of riff. And now, we close the grooves with what is perhaps the crown jewel of the album, with the band emptying themselves and demonstrating all their potential in the explosion of colors and aromas of “The fountain”, with a lyric loaded with poetic symbology and the “Even though it’s night” of Morente throbbing in the eye of the hurricane: “You went to the fountain to drink / even though it was night.” One of those instant hits with soul, in which the essence of DMBK It oozes from all four sides. From the blinding burst of light “The fountain” to the melancholic and synthesized darkness of the beginning of the second part with “Manguara”, with the sound of “Stranger Things” in the air and a controlled amalgamation of textures in which we float without realizing it, with Dandy breaking containment and opening the sky in two with that “Tears will fall on the earth… / The new current drags / what you didn’t say is already gone.” The experimentation ceases and the furious swarm of guitars attacks again in “Gun-Gun”the most strictly social song on the album, with lyrics that talk about refugees who have to abandon their land and everything else, under bombs and terror: “Give me the courage to escape / so that I am no longer afraid of ending up / in hell.”
“Petals” is another of the most playful and different pieces of the lot: beginning of seductive riffs, Papi Pachuli hitting the center of the Earth with his drumsticks and, suddenly, everything turns off, time slows down and the synthesizers create a dense atmosphere that Dandy’s voice crosses between echoes, as if in the middle of a dream or under the effects of some hallucinogen, reliving scenes from his longed-for childhood… Until that “Let’s wake up!”, and we return, little by little, to the lightning rhythmic base and the sharp initial guitars. We are approaching the end of the endings and a new shot of energy is playing, with the drums and bass bursting our chests and a devilish storm of riffs scratching us inside in “Manteca”, with Dandy burning the ships in each electric quejío: “I have reached the end of time / looking for your eyes / and I cannot find them / I carry death as an amulet / I go dreaming that I already have you”. Just over two minutes at full blast, with a flamenco cadence and starkly punk soul. Live it feels like instant combustion.
“When I met you, / the window opened from the inside, / I passed by there / while you were looking out into the garden. / Don’t cry to me, / don’t cry to me, / I’ll bring you carts of flowers.” The love that ignites and melts two hearts in the sweetness of the fire, and the final bitterness of stopping feeling that. The exciting and painful “Tierra” To finish, a piece with a very marked rhythmic base, guitar crossovers and a very melodic and catchy central part in which Dandy chisels each verse, until breaking all mold in the synthesized and atmospheric crescendo, with the entire band doing the rest. “Do not cry to me, / you do not cry to me, / because the dawn brings its colors. / When I said goodbye, / I took with me your bitter memory.”. Continued silence and a hidden clue/final joke appears, the blues “The Ballad Of Yellow Bag & Power Stone”.
Dandy Piranha (vocals), Bacca (guitar), Gringo (guitar), Soni (bass), Papi Pachuli (drums) and Machete Carrasco (synth and keyboards), Derby Motoreta’s Burrito Cachimba, once again demonstrate that they are one of the bands to beat, with their King Gizzardian spirit intact and adding references ranging from James Blake, to Tame Impala or their friends Rufus T Firefly. They still have no roof and if they find one, they will break it.