Until a couple months ago, I never heard of Rupa & The April Fishes. Quite by chance, I came across Por la Frontera and loved it so much that I simply had to get the album. And buy a few copies more for my friends.
Many things in Este Mundo — the trilinguality, the sound of the cello, that feel of cabaret / circus / Gypsy caravan — reminded me of Lhasa’s The Living Road. But The Fishes got the sound, joy and nostalgia of their own.