Mesa Cosa are a gang of rambunctious punks out to remind the world that rock 'n roll is the devil's music, and the devil loves any excuse to get loose.
Boisterously uplifting garage riffs, mandatory-shout-along one-word choruses, anarchic noise walls and enough Mexi-folk flavour that summons the spirits of a possessed mariachi band covering the Stooges at in a neon Tijuana dive. Mesa Cosa sing in both Spanish and English but they only speak one language - party.
With the world in such a depressing state of affairs Mesa Cosa have determined now is the time to unleash a full album of their festive freak-outs. YA YA BROUHAHA is stuffed with sonic snarls and sly smiles, brimming with the raw energy that's made their gigs infamous (though you will have to obliterate your own tambourine for the authentic experience).From the jaunty jangle of Melbourne-pride anthem 'Sydney' to the brutal boogie of occultic banger 'Satanas' it's clear Mesa Cosa are out for a raucous good time and want everyone else in on it. They wander into darker territory with tracks like the unpretentiously self-explanatory 'Creepy' and murkily volatile 'Bad Blood' but whenever audio-anxiety levels are about to teeter over the edge Mesa Cosa never fail to explode into a triumphantly melodious redemption-riff.
|5||Day Of The Dead|
|6||Hijo Del Mal|
|8||Monstro Del Mar|