A master of grim narcocorridos, Sinaloa's El Komander—born Alfredo Rios—has made his name with gritty tales of crime and excess. A sharp-edged balladeer whose songs mythologise drug lords, he rose to notoriety in the mid ‘00s thanks to his graphic lyrics and intimidating image. The folk elements of his music—propulsive accordion riffage (“Malditas Ganas”), wild tambora rhythms (“El Taquicardio”), dense layers of brass—are torn by occasional machine gun samples (“El Katch”) in a catalogue that is both rollicking and gripping.