Banditos are famously eclectic, paying tribute to a myriad of influences that would bury a lesser band in tuneless muck.
Originating from Birmingham, Alabama, the band has since relocated to Nashville, TN and are using their disparate influences to forge a more assured identity.
Though they recall a dozen bands, they sound like none so much as themselves. The instrumentation is as ambitious as it is deftly executed. Mingling upright bass with kazoo and banjo while the soul-spangled howl of Mary Richardson, who plays counterpoint to a deceivingly sparse guitar, drenched in a quantity of reverb and delay, not often associated with “danceable.”
All this wouldn’t mean anything if Banditos could not deliver live, but these mothers can choogle!
It’s always the mark of a good band to be able to play the hell out of three chords and a breakdown, and Banditos shake it down & deliver. Honestly, their shows are such burn downs of shimmying shins and stomping heels they should carry warnings for bone spurs.