Swimming in a sea of Latinismo during the now annual Besame Mucho festival at Circuit of the Americas in February, I fired off a telepathic salvo to Aterciopelados. Enanitos Verdes spanned decades of alt-roc, Molotov bounced decades of rap-roc, and Cafe Tacuba pulsed decades of roc en español. Yet where were Julieta Venegas, Juana Molina, and Ely Guerra? Argentina’s answer to Stereolab finally beams principals Andrea Echeverri y Héctor Buitrago back here. Pandemic mitigation Tropiplop preserves Echeverri’s androgynous intonation, an inscrutable tenor blipping with feminine quips – never artificial or anything other than intrinsic. Colombian brass mob Superfónicos opens, so gracias a Dios Mohawk’s got no roof. – Raoul Hernandez