Sun-soaked slackers with easy charisma and wicked wit, Dios (Malos) come from the California we know largely from Grandaddy and Beulah songs. The guitars and drums are loose, the singer sounds sleepy, and anything else that creeps in carries a tinge of pot smoke. The band's second eponymous record—the first since a name change was forced by Ronnie James Dios—came out a few months ago and is still registering in most... More >>>