Tijuana Sound Machine - Nortec Collective Presents Bostich + Fussible

Nacional

Donald Fagen sang, “Like a Sunday in TJ, that it’s cheap but it’s not free.” All that’s cheesy, sleazy, cheap and tawdry about Tijuana has now been captured in song by Bostich (Ramon Amezcua) and Fussible (Pepe Mogt), alumni of Norteno/Techno border-benders, Nortec Collective. The pair carries on the full collective’s predilection for farting tubas, syncopated accordions and analog synths; creating a soundscape that’s part disco retro, part Mexi-pop and undeniably mucho futuro. Like TJ’s zebra-painted burros touristas get their black and white souvenir photos shot next to, this is not an album to be over-analyzed or taken seriously. The vocorder-driven title track for instance, is pure dance floor trash. You can take it or leave it depending on how cheeky you feel at the time. But, there is also a great deal of musical de rigueur that would be a shame to go unnoticed. Brown Bike is an insanely infectious spin that warrants repeated listens. Akai 47 and Mi Casita are also stand outs. As the sleeve guarantees, like a seedy Tijuana sidewalk hawker, “Come inside. You don’t like it. You don’t pay.” Don’t worry. You won’t be asking for your money back from Bostich + Fussible.