Porque no me das tu dinero, Klaus & Kinski

Jabalina, Spain
Rating: 80
By Carlos Reyes

Spain’s Klaus & Kinski released a remarkable debut LP last year, definitely the sleeper hit of 2008 which earned them a ‘band to watch’ status, some publications have gone further enough to call them the missing foot of Spain’s indiepop. Although it feels extremely quick for another release, the duo from Murcia opts to release an EP with five tracks that ideally should keep the momentum rolling and catch plenty of new fans along, but I get the feeling this will only happen outside Spain, this is the kind of follow-up record that distances itself from its first episode, something Spaniards don’t appreciate much. Thing is, Klaus & Kinski sound even more nostalgic and personal in Porque No Me Das Tu Dinero? than in any track from their debut LP; not necessarily a good thing as they lose much of their fantasized lure that made a song like “El Cristo del Perdon” an exquisite codification of pop and faith, or that timeless circular flow in “Flash Al Reves.” First single “Nunca estas a la altura” was part of their LP, it strangely transitions perfectly as the EP’s leading piece, it’s about the only track that could’ve done so as this is far from a continuation of their debut, although the band or label might want you to believe it is. The song prevails through its rush of noisy guitars and steady drums, setting itself to a midpoint between the furious Triangulo de Amor Bizarro and the delicacy of Nubes en mi Casa, the outcome results in something as pleasing like Hello Seahorse! The self-titled track is even more engaging, talks about showing love in bolder ways, like manifesting it through a protest, a haircut or a garden. “Te vas a enterer” and “Shell for the morning” are great tracks to notice the duo’s finest moments, they know how to hide beautiful melodies as if they were protecting them, not making them too hard to reach. In the other hand, the concluding track “El Mejor Idilio” is too much of a self-serving 7 minute track not to feel tired by it. It’s a round beautiful EP unworthy of its lukewarm reviews; Klaus & Kinski’s keep scoring high on my book.