A dysphoric tirade of unrelenting crash cymbals, snares/toms,huge distortion fuzz that runs through the entire song, and vocals that remind me of an unending fever dream. This is my first jaunt into hard noise/sheer abrasive music, although I have a long history of raw black metal. I enjoy this, and find myself going back to it to try and pick out more details from the cacophony.
Nicaragua is a country that was born between gunpowder and song, with more than half a century of dreams and courage. A small and resilient country that has and continues to suffer.
BSS is a collective force of retribution. The sounds and stories of fallen warriors are burnt onto a harsh collage of battering drums, noise and shrieking terror. Atocoliztli is dedicated to Diriangén, lover of freedom, justice, and enemy of slavery and vassalage, who faced the Spanish for years, until his death.
Edition of 100 cassettes housed in a cardstock case