What do you do when all the bands of the night are good? I suppose you have to write about all of them and thank the Satellite for giving me a free evening of plain entertainment!

Tijuana Tears was opening the free Monday residency of Terraplane Sun, and I have found almost nothing on the internet about them, just their Facebook page that was just launched in March 2012, but, on Monday night, they had already attracted an impressive crowd at 9 pm!

Where do they come from? What are their names? No idea, but their furiously crazy stomping numbers were a total success, transforming the club into a sweaty-happy place. They actually had two kinds of songs, some serious foot-tapping devilish tunes, sometimes going crescendo with soaring ooooo-choruses, sometimes turning around and ending up into long energy-release jams with an almost Tex-Mex whipped rhythm, and some lower-energy ballads, with more sidereal synth and hippie tambourine with a sort of abandon going through the sprawling tune.

By his relaxed attitude and blond-hair-beard-hippie physique, the singer/frontman reminded me a little bit about a figure such as Alex Ebert from Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, he had this charismatic side minus the Woodstock-guru approach, and the quintet's wild, exhilarating foot-tapping-turn-on-one-heel numbers, such as ‘Howls’, sounded like a south-of-the-border-gypsy-party injected of some 'yahoos', capable to put wings on everybody’s ankle.

I arrived a tiny bit late as their set had already started, but the crowd was already packed and really into their animated music, moving, dancing, and boosting their mood for the week to come… I can’t wait to hear about them again, and I am pretty sure I will.