Sonic Reducer

Bassist Andy Lyman has described playing in Fort Hobo as akin to a terrible relationship wherein you have great sex. Michael, the group’s first full-length album, was recorded live by Chris Mason at the Train Yard in Las Cruces. From the rocanrol of “Power Wulf” to the soy Burqueño lounge-thrash of “Steve Stucker (He Hardly Knew Her)” to the faintly metallic “The Guy from Phantasm,” this release is a hot mess. It’s available as a name-your-price download on Bandcamp. The lyrics are pretty awful in places: “We got that show Breaking Bad, it’s mostly about drugs/ Steve Stucker’s on the corner, he’s handing out free hugs.” But the band itself rocks. Serio. (Samantha Anne Carrillo)

It’s difficult to talk about Death Convention Singers without describing the collective itself. It’s the biggest band in Burque. I don’t have space to name all its members. If you’re a local music fan, you’ve probably seen several of them perform. This self-titled work was recorded in 2010 by 18 members of the group. It’s what some critics would call difficult. Ten bass guitars, one violin, two drum kits, a clarinet, a turntable toy and a banjo were jacked into a huge mixer and deejayed with the board’s mute function. From “I Wish They All Could Be Jemez Pueblo Gurlsss” to “Beso de Ese,” this triad of massive compositions comprise a sick Southwest soundtrack. (Samantha Anne Carrillo)