On the cover, a longhaired skeleton in a leather jacket sings along to a boombox on his shoulder. The tunes on this cassette are appropriately rollicking. It’s punk en Español with the sort of guitar riffs that wrap around you like vines and force you to dance. You’re gong to look spazzy while you do it because the rhythms are unpredictable. There’s a controlled chaos thing happening here. No, not just controlled chaos. This is orchestrated chaos, and these guys are master conductors.