16 Songs, 1 Hour

EDITORS’ NOTES

Operating from New York's vibrant indie scene but steeped in the club beats of their native Puerto Rico, Balún aptly dubbed their style "dreambow" (read: dream-pop + dembow), swirling layers of shoegaze noise over reggaetón-inspired grooves. Over their decade-plus evolution, resident IDM fan José Olivares melded his computerized rhythms and immersive ambiance to Nora Ruiz's waist-winding Latin funk bass and Raul Raymundi's bright guitar riffs, in the process moving from headphone-friendly bedroom project to club-rocking live unit. On this expansive and ethereal second album, the group master a beguiling mix of twinkling melodies, sweetly cooed vocals from Angélica Negrón, and sensuous thump. You can lose yourself in their perfect chill-out pop ("Teletransporte"), but it's also hard to resist the body-moving pulse of their tropical confections ("Anos Atras").

EDITORS’ NOTES

Operating from New York's vibrant indie scene but steeped in the club beats of their native Puerto Rico, Balún aptly dubbed their style "dreambow" (read: dream-pop + dembow), swirling layers of shoegaze noise over reggaetón-inspired grooves. Over their decade-plus evolution, resident IDM fan José Olivares melded his computerized rhythms and immersive ambiance to Nora Ruiz's waist-winding Latin funk bass and Raul Raymundi's bright guitar riffs, in the process moving from headphone-friendly bedroom project to club-rocking live unit. On this expansive and ethereal second album, the group master a beguiling mix of twinkling melodies, sweetly cooed vocals from Angélica Negrón, and sensuous thump. You can lose yourself in their perfect chill-out pop ("Teletransporte"), but it's also hard to resist the body-moving pulse of their tropical confections ("Anos Atras").

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