LP: Norcos Y Horchata "Precious Little Album"

"The only Nakedly obvious precursor might be Raygun, but that flavor is stirred and salted with profound originality and served by Dolls, both New York and Toy." - Jimmy Doom

Yellow vinyl /100
Black vinyl /400

You meet someone with three dozen band badges affixed to their leather. You throw a name of an obscure track by one of the bands into a conversation and they answer seamlessly, without hesitation.

That’s Norcos y Horchata.
No single thing jumps out.
Everything jumps out.

Maybe the band should be called Caldo de Res.

The music is meaty without being heavy, rich without being uninviting, steaming without scalding

The badges of influence on the latest release, Precious Little Album, aren’t calling cards thrust in the earholes, they’re massages, subtle hints of flavor at a wine tasting the band themselves might decline to attend.

The only Nakedly obvious precursor might be Raygun, but that flavor is stirred and salted with profound originality and served by Dolls, both New York and Toy.
Diced into the Detroit-Pedestrian-Aggressive guitars and pre-aneurysm blood pressure beats are introspective and outrospective lyrics, Biafrian cynicism colliding with Grant Hart tenderness in turns of phrase that are often and rewardingly Westerbergian.

There will be new badges pinned and glued to jacket lapels and guitar straps this year, and many of them will say Norcos y Horchata