★★★★★
It seemed that with their last album, 2000's Arepa 3000: A Venezuelan Trip into Space, Los Amigos Invisibles had shot their load and were hobbling on the crutch of their own hype. The raunchy salsa-disco-funk-fusion they'd previously pioneered had gone flaccid, drooping under the weight of its own gratuitous hyphenation. Even the flowery influence of David Byrne's Luaka Bop label couldn't give Los Amigos the creative boost they needed...
- pitchfork.com
2011-09-15
★★★★★
Los Amigos Invisibles have practically re-invented Latin funk with a tongue in cheek style that also marks them as seriously gifted artists. They deliver the fun, all while also providing tight bass lines, drum beats, and psychedelic rhythms. As a follow-up to last year's Commercial, the Venezuelan band is getting loose once again with their new release, Not So Commercial. This is the real Los Amigos Invisibles...
- www.nochelatina.com
2011-04-25
★★★★★
Beyond the awesome album art, the "disco love-funk" ensemble successfully combines seductive conga rhythms with production by house sensations Masters at Work to create a dance floor vibe that is arousing and relaxing at the same time. The first minute of the disc takes you to a sexy beach romp in the sunset, and the tribal, salsa-ish, rhythmic house beats laced with that hot Latin flavour that follows keep you partying there into the night.
- www.hour.ca
2010-11-16
★★★★★
Inglés, español, japonés, lo que sea--as members of the international brotherhood of bored middle-class collegians, their specialty is crappy music with a concept. And the concept is--crappy music! See Combustible Edison, Pizzicato Five, lo que sea.
- www.robertchristgau.com
2010-11-15
★★★★★
When Afrika Bambaataa and Arthur Baker dropped "Planet Rock" back in 1982, its street adaptation of Kraftwerk's rigid rhythms meant the death of dance music's live rhythm sections. Los Amigos Invisibles bring back the randy grooves that blossomed between disco's demise and its computerized rebirth; Arepa 3000 is an urban riot of syncopation, sweat and studio trickery...
- www.rollingstone.com
2008-08-07