Kinky

In the tradition of your typical LA show, it's not an unusual thing to see the same group of stuffy industry folk shmoozin' it up on the company dime with little, if any, concern for the poor band playing their little hearts out on stage. It's also no big shocker to feel that uncomfortable chill pass in and out of that infinite black hole between the stage and the too-cool-for-school-arm-folders holding up the back bar and silently judging the room. But what's not very typical for, say, a cold Thursday night in LA is this: Having pushed and begged your way through a rabid, anxious crowd in order to get to the club's entrance, you finally make your way inside this sardine-packed, 98-degree venue. Once in you are so completely taken with the band on stage that you suddenly find your own jaded ass shakin' away and feverishly rubbing up next to the odd sweaty dancing man to your right and actually, well…enjoying it!
Introducing Kinky - my new favorite band and the sonic sensation hailing from Mexico who fiercely commanded the attention of every last soul at club Vynyl Thursday night (4/18). Kinky are 5 of the most adorable and talented Latin cuties this girl has ever had the privilege of gyrating her big ole white booty to, and clearly the rest of the crowd sweated in agreement! With each and every song, Kinky effortlessly combined the electrifying energy of multi-layered electro-pop with the non-stop and alluring rhythms of global dance, taking the audience on a mind-altering, hour-plus-long dance-rock adventure into groove and back.
The intensity of drummer Omar Gongora set the stage for Cesar Pliego to work his bass magic. That, coupled with the unique electronic flavor of Ulises Lozano and the funkdafied guitar sounds from Carlos Cháirez created the perfect setting for frontman Gil Cerezo. His smooth Spanish vocals and turntable wizardry (not to mention a few mighty impressive guitar stylings) captured our attention and left us yearning for más y más.
Together Kinky delivered a beyond solid live show and now offer a self-titled debut album that will give you a reason to forget all about that silly little thing called the eject button. On a scale of one to 10, I give the Kinky experience six tequila shots and two pitchers of extra strong margaritas! Kink on, my Latin brothers, kink on…
- Stephy Stacks
-Photo by Jeff Shaner at the Elbo Room in SF

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