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Black Terry Cat [LP] * by Xenia Rubinos.

Tracks:
Romeo
Don't Wanna Be
Mexican Chef
Black Stars
Just Like I
Right?
5
Lonely Lover
Laugh Clown
I Won't Say
LL
See Them
Now Ur Being the Girl
How Strange It Is

Performer Notes:

• Singer, songwriter, and keyboardist/bass player Xenia Rubinos first unleashed her inventive indie rock on a broader audience with her 2013 debut, Magic Trix. Three years later, she delivers a similarly ambitious and spunky bricolage of rock, funk, jazz, hip-hop, Caribbean rhythms, and electronics with Black Terry Cat. It was produced by longtime collaborator and drummer Marco Buccelli, whom Rubinos met while studying voice at the Berklee College of Music. The album opens with a brief prelude that prepares listeners for crisp production, infectious grooves, and a mix of organic and mechanical sounds including loops. The songwriter's elegant and agile, jazzy vocal quality is revealed over time, beginning with the relaxed R&B patter and modest scatting of "Don't Wanna Be," and perhaps cresting with her Billie Holiday-inspired delivery on "Lonely Lover," though other tunes are in the running. Lyrically, Rubinos doesn't shy away from politics and social commentary on her sophomore LP. The rapid-fire straight talk of "Mexican Chef" chronicles race and class in America's urban service industry, summarizing with "It's a party 'cross America, bachata in the back." Alongside clarinet and beats, "How Strange It Is" questions humankind's self-imposed boundaries and battles, from nations to the rat race. The fractured "See Them" switches keys, rhythms, instrumentation, and vocal style without warning for an experimental but still engaging quasi-improvisation that asks, "Where you gonna put the brown girl now, she's tearin' it up"). The fierce "Just Like I" confronts with rolling polyrhythms, electric-guitar riffs, and lyrics like "Just like I love, I kill, I kill you" and "With the same teeth, I smile, I bite you." Consistently challenging and infectious at once, Black Terry Cat is the kind of album that comes along only once in a while, where bold goes down smooth. ~ Marcy Donelson

Professional Reviews: Mojo (Publisher) (p.95) - 4 stars out of 5 -- "[T]he musical intricacy in its studio layering and charmingly odd twists and transitions compels play afterplay....A fascinating pleasure and a 21st century classic-in-waiting."

Format: Vinyl (1 Disc)

Country: USA

Studio/Live: Studio

Release Date: 3 June, 2016

Label: Anti-

Dimensions: 30.5 x 30.5 x 0.3 centimeters (0.31 kg)

• Singer, songwriter, and keyboardist/bass player Xenia Rubinos first unleashed her inventive indie rock on a broader audience with her 2013 debut, Magic Trix. Three years later, she delivers a similarly ambitious and spunky bricolage of rock, funk, jazz, hip-hop, Caribbean rhythms, and electronics with Black Terry Cat. It was produced by longtime collaborator and drummer Marco Buccelli, whom Rubinos met while studying voice at the Berklee College of Music. The album opens with a brief prelude that prepares listeners for crisp production, infectious grooves, and a mix of organic and mechanical sounds including loops. The songwriter's elegant and agile, jazzy vocal quality is revealed over time, beginning with the relaxed R&B patter and modest scatting of "Don't Wanna Be," and perhaps cresting with her Billie Holiday-inspired delivery on "Lonely Lover," though other tunes are in the running. Lyrically, Rubinos doesn't shy away from politics and social commentary on her sophomore LP. The rapid-fire straight talk of "Mexican Chef" chronicles race and class in America's urban service industry, summarizing with "It's a party 'cross America, bachata in the back." Alongside clarinet and beats, "How Strange It Is" questions humankind's self-imposed boundaries and battles, from nations to the rat race. The fractured "See Them" switches keys, rhythms, instrumentation, and vocal style without warning for an experimental but still engaging quasi-improvisation that asks, "Where you gonna put the brown girl now, she's tearin' it up"). The fierce "Just Like I" confronts with rolling polyrhythms, electric-guitar riffs, and lyrics like "Just like I love, I kill, I kill you" and "With the same teeth, I smile, I bite you." Consistently challenging and infectious at once, Black Terry Cat is the kind of album that comes along only once in a while, where bold goes down smooth. ~ Marcy Donelson