25 Suaves will be touring the
US from October 30 to Nov 17th 2004
25 SUAVES
"1938"
CD/LP BLB-082
25 SUAVES
"s/t"
CD BLB-059
25
SUAVES "Chinese Students Study Abroad" 7" (BLB-055)
25
SUAVES "s/t" CD (Pvine Japan)
25 SUAVES "Street People" LP
(BLB-078)
25
SUAVES "s/t" CDR (BLB015)
25 Suaves play math rock the way AC/DC
plays math rock, which is to say that AC/DC is math rock which is gonna ruffle
some feathers but hear me out. AC/DC is math in that they take a your standard
rock y roll formula, the one they use in "Jailbreak '74," say, and
deliver it with the hate that's eating their souls. Hate. With AC/DC, and these
25 Suaves songs, you know exactly what is going to happen next, the split
second elastic pull back of the guitar at the chorus tells you so, and sure
enough, it always happens, it's a formula that always works and never gets old,
because it's math and math is permanent. The difference is that AC/DC played
for the kids loitering in the 7-11 parking lot eyeing your Taurus, waiting for
the right moment to unleash a violent expression of boredom and suburban
malaise on your world, or if you were a peer of theirs, on your ass -- 25
Suaves are the kids that were the target of that "expression," grown
up now and regurtitating their own version of that malaise so long gone
underground in the metalheads that tatooed them with pain as teenagers but
alive and well in their as yet unhealed, addled brains. Their set is one long "Train
Kept A-Rollin'" inverted and worked over in more ways than Jill Kelly at
American Bukkake. There's some Bassholes in there, in Mr. Velocity Hopkins'
tortured bleat and some bluesy riffs, but for the most part this is the old
formula spurting out of amplifiers and driven by DJ Party Girl's
blood-on-the-floor drums. - Mike McGuirk
25 Suaves -
On record, 25 Suaves seem occasionally manic but rarely rushed, making the most of their time. The highly compressed Chinese Students Study Abroad! EP (Bulb) captures the husband-wife duo wandering through shouted blues, controlled noise and undisciplined skronk in under nine minutes. Mr. Velocity HopkinsEguitar riffs snag on DJ Party Girls insistent drumming, and his strangled vocals never quite break the surface. But with the hipsters all atwitter over the comparatively polished White Stripes, 25 Suaves cant rest on their Providence-via-Osaka pedigree or their limited-edition-12"-split-with-Oneida discography. Freed from the vinyl straitjacket, they lug the rock from town to town; not content with taking the stage, they claim the floor, too. Some bands would just be marking their territory, but 25 Suaves enlist the audience in a mergence of energy. By feeding off the crowd, Hopkins and the missus keep adding strands to their tangled entreaties.