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Perderse para sobrevivir.

Hay tanto que aprender, para admirar, disfrutar, enardecer emociones, recogerse, en unas vidas tan limitadas como las humanas que perderse eventos llega a ser sano.

Con lo que unas personas saquen de un lado y otras de otro completamos el puzle existencial. Al menos osaremos intentarlo, que es lo que llevamos haciendo como especie desde que nos autopercibimos.

Así he ido asimilando Te hago un resumen, el EP de los Cupido, esa formación ya imprescindible entre Agorazein e Hidrogenesse. Entre sus proyectos y personalidades por separado y la imprevisible suma del conjunto, nunca exacta, nunca la misma.

No es este su trabajo más brillante, sí un ensanche de sus posibilidades, como ese acercamiento Sadness a los riffs playeros (Dentro de mi cabeza).

Espaguetis con tomate cumple como intro con creces. Deja con ganas de más electrónica, quizá yendo hacia el chill. Presenta a las mil maravillas este corto, especialmente con esa manera de cantar sosteniendo notas finales para que hagan la vez de ganchos sonoros.

Luego, La máquina es un paso para crecer por otro lado. Queda bien. No sé si es lo que se les requiere. Desde luego no les importa y por eso está ahí. Lo celebro aunque a mis listas ni se va a asomar.

Son las tres últimas pistas las más destacables. La percu trotona de Me arrepiento desde el inicio, ya en modo estribillo, es un golpe sobre la mesa. Luego los pegadizos "como tú" culminando en un silencio, luego la guitarra que se reencuetra con la base de nuevo, a trotar. Chasqueo de dedos.

<<Sabes que vales más de lo que tienes.>>

Y la pista homónina. Canela ese teclado sonando a un Casio SA-1. Canela esa Uzi (un arma) en la letra. La letra entera. La melodía tan de Los Brincos. El criterio pop con el que se empasta todo. Forma y fondo. Otro hit.
jhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6xpZoIrnMag&t=1s
#popazo #music #musica #pop #nowplaying #cupido #tehagounresumen #ep #single #singles #sencillo #urban #electronica #electronic #electro

Seit letztem Jahr bin ich Teil des Cousin Silas Emporiums. Vor Kurzem erschien die 1. Kompilation zum Thema Cardinal Points, "North". Ich habe hierzu den Track "Emptiness is too small a word" beigesteuert: Eisiger Wind, knirschender Schnee unter den Füßen, und um mich herum die endlose Weite. Aber "North" hat noch viel mehr zu bieten als Kälte.

cousinsilas1.bandcamp.com/albu

Cover: Thomas Mathie & Johann Tronestam.

Cabal – Everything Rots Review

By Dear Hollow

The struggle between viciousness and velocity is a storied one in the realm of deathcore, and Cabal is no exception in its battle between tone-abusing slogs and blazing blastbeats. Enacting a blackened deathcore attack that neglects orchestral atmospheres and paper-thin symphonics in favor of thick filth that covers every surface lead and fills every chugging crevice, it flaunts an arsenal of blackened chord progressions that lend a horror appropriate to its occult theme. The band has nevertheless toiled between the trenches of stagnation and devastation. Four albums in, expect filthy chugging aplenty, dark electronic flourishes abound, and a tasteful array of guest vocalists, all in service of a darker power. Business as usual.

In spite of its unmistakable filth that separates it from the likes of Lorna Shore, Worm Shepherd, or any of the other Deathcore Borgirs of the world, Denmark’s Cabal has a bit of a rollercoaster of a discography since 2018. Debut Mark of Rot was a simultaneously too-clean and too-dirty blend of down-tempo deathcore with blackened flourishes and a sterile djent guitar tone. 2020’s Drag Me Down amped the tempo with an unfuckwithable cutthroat quality that kept things fresh and brutal with spotlights of guests from Polaris, Møl, and Trivium. 2022’s Magno Interitus amped the tone with a lightless and mammoth foray into dark electronics that kept things interesting, although its more experimental pieces damaged its consistency. In this way, Everything Rots more seamlessly incorporates it into an over-the-top and absolutely relentless deathcore romp caked with Cabal’s suffocating trademark filth.

Like “Tongues” or “Demagogue” from Drag Me Down, Cabal manages to balance its absolutely crushing weight with a tasteful novelty in Everything Rots. While you’re guaranteed to be bludgeoned by breakdowns infused with the weight of Magno Interitus and pulverized by Andreas Bjulver’s husky roars, a heavier usage of blastbeats adds to the frenzy and the guest vocals add a dosage of well-placed freshness, not unlike Aborted’s latest. Injecting a hardcore call-out badassery (Viscera’s Jamie Graham in “No Peace;” Nasty’s Matthi Odysseus in “Unveiled”), rapid-fire groove (ten56.’s Aaron Matts in “Still Cursed”), and thick brutality (Aviana’s Joel Holmqvist in “Stuck;” Distant’s Alan Grnja in “Beneath Blackened Skies”). “Sort Sommer” (featuring hip-hop/punk duo Fabräk) has the same feel as “Blod af Mit” from Magno Interitus in its sudden embarrassment of nu-metal riches, but has been safely relegated to bonus track this time around. Cabal utilizes novelty as a reprieve to the relentless density that comprises its more straightforward pieces.

What’s consistently refreshing about Cabal is that their deathcore novelty is bolstered by a smart songwriting style that balances the meatheaded and the menacing. The best songs are those that are securely Cabal’s – in spite of the army of guests elsewhere – from the sweet placements of icy blackened chord progressions to mammoth breakdowns (“Everything Rots,” “Hell Hounds”). Compared to its predecessor, Everything Rots returns to what the band does best: being completely unhinged. It’s all about adrenaline-pumping intensity, pure gym-core, unshakeable groove populating its digestible tracks with a cold and intense melodic template (“Redemption Denied,” “End Times”). The electronic influence is far less jarring, adding a surreal pulse in addition to (instead of in replacement of) the deathcore intensity (“Forever Marked,” “Snake Tongues”).

Everything Rots will not sway your opinion on deathcore. It’s a meatheaded foray with enough chuggy breakdowns, brickwalled production, and vomitous vocals to kill an adult horse:1 A faster Black Tongue perhaps or a more blackened Humanity’s Last Breath. But armed with a blackened filth and a vocalist who could pass as his own arsenal of guest vocalists, Cabal’s got a trademark sound and a great interpretation of it. It’s a return to form for a band known for its balance, thanks to a cutthroat intensity that recalls the grandiosity of Drag Me Down. Dwelling in hell-scraping tone worship and tempo ignorance only when it benefits its occult aims, Everything Rots is a suffocating listen, smartly designed with necessary reprieves, with a must more tasteful electronic presence. It’s a brutal blackened deathcore album without all the symphonic bullshit. Deathcore fans rejoice!

Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 4 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Nuclear Blast Records
Websites: cabalcph.bandcamp.com | cabalcult.com | facebook.com/@cabalcph
Releases Worldwide: April 11th, 2025

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