Burrito is a Russian trio coming from Samara. Burritard is their second album, and a follow-up to Fridtjof Nansen (2008/2009). It was really schizophrenic album by its intensivity and diversity of genres, ranging from hip-hop madness and obvious dada manifestos to flowingly psychedelic guitar riffs reminiscent of the play of never-to-be-forgotten Michael Karoli.
What does actually mean this word "Burritard"? Obviously it is a spoonerism with two initial words "Burrito" and "Bastard"? No doubt, conceptually and musically Burrito is a serious bastard because of spitting in the face of mainstream culture and music. Despite of the fact that this madness viewable on Fridtjof Nansen has been diminished and channelized into minimalist approach, Burritard has a bit more concentrated inner gaze to hit hard on the wrist of the listeners. Behind the restrained sound textures you can hear even denunciative evilness. Listen to the opening track Ant Gaze and you could feel in your ears how all of those sinister sonic whirls draw you in. The title song is hemmed by hard crawling trip-hop beats and experimental electronic lines. The track will have developed into powerful skirling manifesto. It sounds like some tracks of Blur from the album 13 produced by William Orbit would be re-produced through a distorting mirror by some invisible members of The Residents. All the following stuff will be continued in cutting edge thread. Every track is a little outer space in itself, engendered mostly from the combinations of pulsating drone sounds, digital hisses, silent sounding guitar passages or angular guitar raspings. Its abruptiness and coolness in the sound lines characterizing countless unexpected changeovers in different directions on this album reminds me of miracular approach of Faust nearly 40 years ago. It is avant-prog in its best sense and sensitiveness.
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