When I first learned that Los Lobos was about to put out an album of Disney songs, I was righteously indignant. Such a misguided project could only be a sellout, at best, and, at worst, a complete collapse of creative drive. What in the world could the trailblazing East L.A. Chicano rockers have in common with Cliff Edwards, as Jiminy-freaking-Cricket, crooning When You Wish … [Read more...]