Album Notes

In the year of the triple zip, dos heads crashed together in the search for long lasting grooves deep in the sea of cosmic slop. This dynamic duo makes their presence known to the world as SPIGGA. Bienvenidos.

SPIGGA, unsatisfied with the taste of the current music scene, have decided to create their own flavor. Un mundo with no boundaries. Where funk and rock collide, house and industrial reside with soul and garage goofiness. Drum and bass becomes guitars, drum and bass, but el sancocho doesn't stop there. SPIGGA is multilingual (ooohh, sexy), with songs in English and Spanish and other idioms as soon as they can learn how to say "booty" in other tongues. SPIGGA's odd lyrical content can best be described as Maniacodepresivopsychosexual. Happy and ready to party one second and sad or angry and ready to kick your ass in the next. Who said sex and politics don't mix? A person who's never had arroz con pollo with corn bread, that's who.

SPIGGA is comprised of dos intergalactic mofo's. JASWHO?, a SF house music master (Soulmine Records) who's spent some time with funk rock (Argonaut) and reggae (Cool Runnnings), and GIOVANNY BLANCO, whose experience includes industrial (Liquid Circus), funk (G-Men) and currently Latin Rock with L.A. faves, Viva Malpache! Together, these two throw down some crazy ass shit. There, I said it. Watcha gonna do 'bout it? (subliminal message: listen to the music)

As for the name, it's all about taking stereotypes and labels, adding your own condiments ( we prefer picante) and flipping the script. Hell, that pretty much describes the band.

This CD, a collection of Spigga's work in the past year is just a taste, an example, the funky aperitif, baby. So get it know 'cause we know you're hungry. We can smell it. 14 morsels of tender, juicy, flavorful and ultimately satisfying Spigga stuff. No nasty aftertaste, either. Just grooves, papa, grooves. Dig in.

Wouldn't you like to be a SPIGGA, too? No mames.