Jorge Parras’ batshit cover art immediately grabbed my attention: a visual orgy of violence, debauchery, and defecation as if illustrated by a demonically possessed Sergio Aragonés. Across fourteen songs, Retraseres channels the spitting snarl of Wau Y Los Arrrghs!!! and the fuck-all attitude of The Mummies. What they lack in originality, they make up for in sheer exuberance because there isn’t a dull moment on this LP. They want to make it clear that “boring” is not in their lexicon (and neither is “slow,” “subtle,” or “restrained”). As a three-piece, the bass often sits up front—especially on “Ebola,” “Samuruc,” and “China y Japón”—making the music raucous and manic, sparking a compulsive fit of head-bobbing. Trust me, although certain to induce a creaky neck, Retraseres is worth it. –Sean Arenas (Hover Craft, hovercraftpdx.com)