A piece of music called "Rumba Caliente" shouldn't begin with a reflective two-minute solo piano arrangement, but this one does and it's a perfect set-up. Until hand meets conga for the first time you're not even sure you put the right record on. But that piano seduces you, staggering your senses, rocking your composure. When the rest of the band kicks in, horns and all, you know you're in the right place.
Never judge a record by its cover or a band by its pedigree, right? But you know this band had a wild streak. Hell, they left Barretto's band at the height of its popularity because he wasn't experimental enough. Crazy. By the time that violin on wah wah meds kicks in you're off the charts. So is the band. It's hot, it's different, it's just the kind of adventure you were looking for and didn't even know it.
LISTEN: Típica '73 "Rumba Caliente" · [1976] · [OUT OF PRINT] · [MORE INFO]





