Los Amigos Invisibles album, Commercial, now available via iTunes; and available everywhere June 9th.
6/20: Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
6/23: New York, NY @ Nublu (CD Release Show)
7/10: Brooklyn, NY @ Prospect Park (LAMC/Celebrate Brooklyn)
7/12: Philadelphia, PA @ World Café Live
8/5: Anaheim, CA @ House of Blues
8/6: San Diego, CA @ House of Blues
8/7: Los Angeles, CA @ House Of Blues Sunset Strip
8/8: San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore
10/2: Austin, TX @ Austin City Limits Festiva
Primary songwriter, Jose Luis Pardo, breaks down several tracks on Commercial giving insight to the album:
Mauricio and I wrote this track thinking of an 80s era funk song a la Prince or even LCD Soundsystem. The idea for the lyrics came from a couple pictures that some bartenders in the Dominican Republic took of us really wasted after a gig on the beach. The pictures made it to one of those party websites and it only took 20 minutes for our wives to find them. So, we were both like... “That is not me, I swear! I was at the hotel sleeping!”
Vivire Para Ti (feat. Natalia Lafourcade)
This is our tribute to the Salsoul Orchestra. We wanted to make a straight-up disco track that also had mellow and funky feel. After we made it and Everhard Paredes recorded the strings (one violin, like 10 channels), we felt that we needed some Hispanic Jocelyn Brown to take it to the top. We have been huge fans of Natalia Lafourcade since we first listened to her. So I contacted her, offered to clean her house if she did some vocals and she came back with some wonderful arrangements that took the track far beyond our expectations.
When we started touring the U.S., we were embraced by a scene that Americans call the "jam band crowd". People from all ages, all nationalities that love to dance, to get down, to trip out and have fun with bands that usually go under-the-radar of mass media. This track is to thank them for so many great gigs. We wanted to keep paying our tribute to Fela. So there’s a drug that is being used in Venezuela to assault people, it’s called burundanga. You touch this powder (it could even be on a flyer in the street) and you instantly go on psychedelic trip, the robbers take you to ATMs, your house and you do nothing but please them. I know - insane!