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Originally released : 10-23-2007
Release date : 06-20-2009
Album name : La Cucaracha
Artist : Ween
Ripped by : Team EOS
Genre : Rock
Label : Schnitzel
Encoding Software : Lame EOS
Quality : -V 2
Tracks : 13
Size of Files : 63,7 MB
─ Track list ───────────────────────────────────────── ─── ─ ─
01 02:14 Fiesta
02 03:51 Blue Balloon
03 04:07 Friends
04 02:37 Object
05 02:24 Learnin' To Love
06 02:46 My Own Bare Hands
07 04:01 The Fruit Man
08 03:21 Spirit Walker
09 02:39 Shamemaker
10 03:16 Sweetheart In The Summer
11 03:20 Lullaby
12 10:49 Woman And Man
13 04:08 Your Party
Total time: 49:33 min
─ Release notes ─────────────────────────────────────── ─── ─ ─
In the initial round of promotion for 2007's La
Cucaracha, Ween's first album for Rounder and first in
four years, Dean Ween called it a "party record, unlike
our last record (Quebec) which was more of a Jonestown
type party vibe," which is about as accurate a
self-criticism as an artist has ever given. Quebec left
a hazy, narcotic aftertaste that the giddy La Cucaracha
blows away as the band reverts back to all their
signatures: they never stay in one place too long, they
spike most songs with their impish humor, and every
track shows their knack for savvy, sly, odd
arrangements. In that sense, the record could almost be
seen as a back-to-basics album, as it's pitched
somewhere between the sonics of Pure Guava and the
sensibility of Chocolate and Cheese, but that's
misleading, as it suggests that Ween are
self-consciously striving to recapture past glories.
Nothing could be further from the truth. La Cucaracha
is the sound of Ween cutting loose, reveling in the
lower budget and expectations an indie label brings,
and playing music that simply sounds good. And, make no
mistake, this is a party record -- quite literally so,
as it's bookended with the spangly, mariachi rock &
roll instrumental "Fiesta" and the decadently suave
"Your Party," two songs that explicitly celebrate
parties. The latter features a divine cameo from David
Sanborn, whose alto saxophone gives this lounge party
precisely the right sense of velvet flair, and whose
very presence signals just how far Ween have come as
musicians since the heyday of The Pod and Pure Guava.
Back then, they were wildly imaginative young punks,
creating their own world on a four-track, but they
continued to expand their horizons with each successive
album for Elektra in the '90s, growing as writers and
musicians with each LP.
With La Cucaracha, they return full circle, recording
the album in a rented farmhouse in their hometown of
New Hope, PA, and they seem re-energized by the smaller
scale yet they don't abandon the frightening musical
acumen they've garnered in the past 15 years. As such,
the album is almost the best of both worlds: it has the
devilish, off-kilter vibe of the earliest records but
it's played with the skill of their latter-day albums,
so this bounces from the elastic pop of "Blue Balloon"
to the full-throated roar of "My Own Bare Hands," as
punishing a rocker as they've ever cut. And while they
never abandon genre-hopping -- "The Fruit Man" is this
album's excursion into reggae, "Spirit Walker" and the
ten-minute "Woman and Man" their prog rock numbers --
nothing feels like a deliberate parody. All the
different musical strands feel fully absorbed, to the
extent that when Gene Ween dips into Roger Miller
nonsense on the chorus of the deliriously fun "Learnin'
to Love," it doesn't seem like a send-up, it just feels
like a natural move, an indication of how ferociously
talented this duo is. At this point, 17 years after
their debut, Ween may not surprise as often as they
once did, but they've long ago transitioned away from
relying on shock humor and have become one of the most
consistently satisfying rock bands in America, and La
Cucaracha captures them at a peak, which is surely
reason enough to throw a party. After all, Ween have
given you an ideal soundtrack for one with this album.
─ Contact ───────────────────────────────────────────── ─── ─ ─
Contact us @ : #eos (EFNet)
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