Warped and depressive missives, this is truly demented sounding bedroom black metal. From the deliberate monotony of "Juracan" that builds into disconcertion to the repetitive ambiance of "Yukiyú," SANGRE Y TIERRA crush with emotion as much as aural tonnage - distorted and frustrated drum machine driven darkness fronted by a hopelessly distorted guitar. The final track (which is solely keyboards and samples) is the most entrancing thing you will hear all day. A complete lack of light is suggested.
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