Listening to that album at 128 Kbps is a crime. The muddy low-end of Jorge González’s synth, the tinny snap of Claudio Narea’s guitar, and the chaotic crash of Miguel Tapia’s drums get compressed into a gray mush.

Arrogant, sprawling, and 75 minutes long. This album was a deliberate insult to record labels and short attention spans. It includes their biggest anthem: “We are Sudamerican Rockers.”