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Davila 666 is Puerto Rico’s answer to the Black Lips — these delirious rockers possess their Atlanta brethren’s ability to come off like crazy little shits who’d ace rock history quizzes. These triple-sixers filter three decades of scuffed-up leather jackets through the Spanish-language translator. Disparate patches of Radio Birdman, the Dead Boys, and rudimentary jangle pop are all threaded onto their self-titled debut album, released last fall. The record’s charms are just multiplied by the fact that it sounds like it was recorded live at a basement birthday party.
“El Lobo” kicks off the dance pit with band-wide hootin’ and howlin’, pushing the energy level immediately into the red. Everything is in Spanish, but the universal language spoken here is that of hook-gouged, wild-eyed garage rock ‘n’ roll. “Bla Bla Bla” gets pop good and sloshed, dragging out sloppy “La la la” lines until they collide with so many “Wuh-hoo!”s. But these guys know better than to blow their wattage every time. “Tu” begins with plinking xylophone melodies, the vocals calming into a hush befitting a young punk grown smitten. But lest that makeout session last too long, the band offers its next raveup four minutes later with the sexy, bass-heavy “Oh Baby.” It all goes to show that these Puerto Ricans are your best bet to get the party shakin’, stirred, and ready to explode.
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