They're calling this thing Fiesta, but it's definitely not a party that Bologna's Leatherette have in mind here. More like a traffic jam that turns into freeway wide street brawl, or a segment of "hold music" that produces a string of household arsons, and that is responsible for thousands of people independently concluding that they'd rather live in the woods than listen to one more stilted, tinny phrase of it while waiting to talk with an operator. A complete breakdown of civility and decorum as a result of pent-up emotions and one, final, brack-breaking indignity- that's what Leatherette has in store for you here. I feel like post-punk acts always have the potential to give shape and articulation to the intolerability of modern life. Leatherette not only accomplishes this feat, but manages to do it in a manner that is intelligent, forward-thinking, and heavy with eloquent sass. Did I mention they have a sax player too? It's the kind of sax playing I really appreciate. Subtle, restrained, and melodic. Fiesta might not be a party, but it's at least going to be part of my regular rotation through the rest of 2022 and beyond.
