Calexico : Ride, The
Let them tell you their story, but keep a blade in your sleeve.
That's somewhere very far away, mind, because in north London, the only things howling are next-door's kids and a distant car alarm. Yet [a]Calexico[/a]'s mariachi magic is a formidably persuasive scene-setter - what should be hollow like a Hollywood sound stage, all plastic rocks and painted sunsets, is dusted with elegant mystery and chill conviction. That's what being the rhythm section of the legendarily sun-baked [a]Giant Sand[/a] does for you. That and a gift for the ghost-town twang, the desert mythology. Let them tell you their story, but keep a blade in your sleeve.
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