TIA ROSA - Misterio Lounge 3000 LP

Limited edition of 300 copies.

Highly recommended.

Mutant elevator music for obscure prophets, flute lovers and froggy dancers alike. A freakadelic electro oddity for the ages. Sinister 80’s minimal electronic/post punk of Algebra Suicide w/programmed latin rhythms and experimental/new age soundscapes.

"New label Inscrutable brings us the debut vinyl from this exciting new band based in Mexico City. Tia Rosa—a 3-piece named after a brand of prepackaged baked goods—sounds like nothing I’ve heard before, a unique mash-up of early Rough Trade-style bedsit dub, space age bachelor pad music, Latin jazz, French ye-ye pop, and probably a bunch of other stuff I’m not cultured enough to recognize. That’s a lot to throw in the pot, but despite the cacophony of influences, Tia Rosa’s music is also full of space, evoking the wide-open vistas of dub and 70s German kosmiche. While the songs on ML 3000 vary widely, most feature programmed Latin rhythms that sound distinctive even apart from the creativity the other instruments bring to the table. I think of Latin music as very human, alive, and physical, but the stiff, mechanical rhythms and synthetic sounds give Tia Rosa’s music this intriguing layer of irony… sort of like when Devo covered rock and roll standards like “Satisfaction” and “Working in Coal Mine” in their trademark robotic style. Bass and vocals are the other key elements, the former often engaging in Fall-influenced wanderings around dark and repetitive grooves while the latter’s sultry-but-coy style reminds me of Gal Costa. Alongside those core elements, Tia Rosa offers a buffet of sounds, from a bevy of synth patches (many of which have the aforementioned retro-futurist feel) to brief cameos from flute, trumpet, and sax on the latter half of the album. When I first listened to ML 3000 it sounded like it was beamed in from another planet, but even as the novelty has faded with repeated listens, the universe Tia Rosa creates with their music inspires wonder." - Record of the Week (Sorry State)