Is it Mr. Scratch boogalooing through the Saguaros at 3 am or just your childish cowboy nightmares, huh buckaroo? A monkey on your back with his paws beneath your skin searching for your soul will never be chased by a cerveza and a shot. Screams for lost lovers as you search for redemption that’s what Sonoros brings to your table and your glad to have it to chew on, because every bite brings a new vision.
