Fans of Los Straitjackets may have first come for the novelty, but theyve stayed for the sound a furious instrumental assault of twangy surf, hard rockabilly, and psychedelic garage.
Oh, the Nashville band still sports the Mexican wrestler masks and Chuck Taylors, and it still knows a marketing angle. (Can you say a wipe-out instrumental cover of Smells Like Teen Spirit ?) But despite being packaged with luchador trading cards, the shtick takes a back seat on 2009s The Further Adventures of Los Straitjackets, a dozen two-minute instrumentals (and one 3:43 epic) that scream by like Link Wray jet-fueled for a one-fourth-mile primitive-rock showdown. If you cant dance to Los Straitjackets, get out of the way, or prepare to be surf-punk body-slammed.
Check out one of Los Straitjackets' tunes on Crossfade, New Times music blog, here.com