Née: Juan Pablo L. Corcueravoz on guitars and vocals, Joaquín Martínez Negrete on the bass, Raúl Cabrera on guitars, Abraham López on the drums and Dan Salazar on keyboards.
Raíces: Guadalajara, JA, MX
Sounds like: Phoenix and Rey Pila making sweet love to Lost Mapaches
You should listen to Technicolor Fabrics because… even if you aren’t a proud Tapatio, sometimes you just crave a Birria boosted indie rock production in your sonic selections.
Like the famous statue of Minerva in Guadalajara, noted as the gathering place for the masses after the Mexican soccer nationals, Technicolor Fabrics has that same sage, warrior-clad spirit, crafty balance of wisdom, and guts necessary to carry them into stardom. Already referred to by Mexico’s Filter Magazine as, “the saviors of Mexican indie music,” you can debate that monumental title for yourself. But, either way they’re a solid band with the chops and just enough matured attractiveness to ride out into the sunset on a Roman chariot, for sure. Plastic or PC pop equations might seem inherent to Technicolor Fabrics primarily English-sung initiations, but don’t let their Pheonix-on-the-rise favoritism by Filter dissuade you. The band has got more than just formulaic charm.
Since their first album, Run… the Sun is Burning All Our Hopes, the band launched themselves into the cosmos with mythological force. On their second album Ideas, produced by Jumbo‘s Alejandro Castillo, the band promises to come back down to earth from their lofty flights through Olympus, reigning back their music into darker, human territories of emotion and less dance oriented tracks, according to a brief Rolling Stones, MX interview. They’re experimenting with a new sounds, they account. Also, be sure to check them out at Mexico’s Corona Capital fest in mid October.