If music is a drug, Jaro Milko & The Cubalkanics are loaded. Inebriated Balkan rave-ups share the stage with psychedelic Peruvian chichas. Stoned sambas and sunbaked rebetikas slide seemlessly into slinky montunos. Overdriven cumbias simply make your ass want to move. And through it all, Milko's fuzzed-out surf guitar shimmers and slices as sharp and cool as a Cuban machete blade. ... more