they must be putting something in the water in argentina these days, otherwise these rising south american pawnpins would have been sucked into the ether long ago. vlubä must be spanish for psychedelic mindfuck, because that's what this trio serves up in huge, screeching portions. these wackos are clearly out of their collective minds, hopping around from planet to planet, searching for a place full of like-minded, long-haired weirdos to call home. take some spazzed-out guitars, distorted drums, synths & organs through more effects than i can count on two hands, and an overwhelming sense of armageddon and you're getting close to vlubä's offerings. this is gloriously fucked up. 100 copies