Formed in 1985, the Argentine band “Los Fabulosos Cadillacs” are one of the most influential Ska bands in the Latin World. Ska originated in Jamaica and is a mixture of reggae, Caribbean Mento, Calypso and American Jazz.
Los Fabulosos Cadillacs is a mix of rock, ska, jazz, folk, and funk. But what makes the band most famous are their humorous lyrics often with political undertones.
- Gabriel “Vicentino” Fernandez Capello (Singer)
- Flavio “Sr Flavio¨ Cianciarulo (bassist)
- Sergio Rotman (Saxist)
- Fernando Ricciardi (drummer)
- Mario Siperman (keyboardist)
In 1994, Los Fabulosos Cadillacs received the MTV Latino Music Award for their song “The Matador.” Meaning “The Killer,” (usually referring to a bullfighter), this Fabulosos Cadillacs song was written and sung by “Vicentino.” It was first released in their 1993 album titled “Vasos Vacios.”
“El Matador”, as I mentioned to have political references, is their most well known song and speaks about the oppression, disappearances and torture process that occurred during the years of the military dictatorship in Argentina, also known as the “Reorganization Process.” The song narrates a revolutionary (who were called the “Montoneros”) or the Matador, who is persecuted by law enforcement.
Here is a Video to their song:
Translation of Lyrics into English:
Los Fabulosos Cadillacs – El Matador
We are looking killer!
They say the killer was born in Barracks
if we talk about killing my words kill
not long ago fell the Leon Santillan
and now that anytime I’m going to give
where these killer?
They say the killer I are looking
on a cold board I am waiting
crouching in the darkest of my room
rifle in hand, I hope my end
the channels you are looking matador
the matador turns you cana …
killer!, killer!, where these killer?
killer! killer!, do not go killer!
Matador, oh yeah
Wind of freedom blood combative
in the pockets of the people the old wound
day suddenly gets dark I
Murmurs, runs that knock on the door,
came the police force
look brother you finished
for fighting for a better world
That sound, are bullets,
reach me, catch me, resists,
Victor Jara, not silent.
Matador!, Killer! matador you are looking
killer! killer! matador you are killing
Matador … oh yeah matador, matador .. brave matador
They tell me the murderer of the 100 districts of Buenos Aires
I have nothing to be afraid of my words are bullets
peace bullets, bullets of justice
I am the voice of those who were silenced for no reason
by the mere fact of thinking differently, oh God
Santa Maria de los Buenos Aires if everything was better
Matador!, Killer! everything was better
killer!, killer! where you’re going matador?
killer!, ohh yeah ..