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(Review Fede1984) Ladies and gentlemen, take note. Metadona stops looting graves to present us with a group with a present, even if they seem to have risen from the afterlife. It is precisely from there that they land, the beautiful Palma, in Mallorca.
Unearthed they celebrate their first 10 years with “Danzando en el caos” an LP debut where after punk appears as fresh as it was in its early days. They are not dead by a miracle and with this new edition, from their already mythical tape for Sangre Azul, these young souls reestablish their bonds of evil.
With lyrics in Spanish that invoke fears, passions, dramas and the smell of burning, they conjure up an album that evokes memories of the past. Now that their graves are empty we can assure you that this album is called to be a perennial classic capable of awakening your most dying smile. It really is a strange day this one in which you rediscover between whispers that suddenly you continue to adore this strange cult of blood, pain, desire and pleasure without suffering. Deep down, not everything is so bad, although when you understand that you were born to die, you know that you will not leave without setting this world on fire before leaving.
Mallorca's light is famous all over the world, but not so much its coven in the shadows of the racecourse. They couldn't take it anymore and with this collection of songs they have managed to make the colors no longer shine. They are strong and their injuries make them feel less helpless when they are together. Metadona couldn't wait any longer and together with Symphony of Destruction they present us this new Balearic punk revenge that will defy all borders between dawn and dawn. Raise your body, let your heart beat, unleash the madness locked in your mind, your thirst for love is compensated. Eduardo knows it well, they are the harsh consequences of playing in the cemetery.
Boys and girls, whoever warns is not a traitor. Mourning for all!
Our take: Danzando En El Caos is the first vinyl from this Mallorcan group who released a well-regarded demo back in 2015. If you’re a fan of Madrid’s Rata Negra, Desenterradas will make you think of them immediately, since their singer’s voice has a similar tone and the band plays a similar style of brooding, melodic post-punk. Desenterradas sounds more post-punk than pop, though, with the vocals relying more on rhythmic staccato patterns rather than soaring melodies and the haunting keyboard melodies adding subtle textures to the punkier guitar riffs. With ten tracks averaging around 3 minutes each, Danzando En El Caos offers a lot of bang for your buck, but it might take a few listens to digest since most of the songs are in similar keys and tempos… it’s crazy that a 30-minute LP feels long in this day and age! The more music the merrier, though, especially if you’re a fan of these dark and catchy sounds.
Unearthed they celebrate their first 10 years with “Danzando en el caos” an LP debut where after punk appears as fresh as it was in its early days. They are not dead by a miracle and with this new edition, from their already mythical tape for Sangre Azul, these young souls reestablish their bonds of evil.
With lyrics in Spanish that invoke fears, passions, dramas and the smell of burning, they conjure up an album that evokes memories of the past. Now that their graves are empty we can assure you that this album is called to be a perennial classic capable of awakening your most dying smile. It really is a strange day this one in which you rediscover between whispers that suddenly you continue to adore this strange cult of blood, pain, desire and pleasure without suffering. Deep down, not everything is so bad, although when you understand that you were born to die, you know that you will not leave without setting this world on fire before leaving.
Mallorca's light is famous all over the world, but not so much its coven in the shadows of the racecourse. They couldn't take it anymore and with this collection of songs they have managed to make the colors no longer shine. They are strong and their injuries make them feel less helpless when they are together. Metadona couldn't wait any longer and together with Symphony of Destruction they present us this new Balearic punk revenge that will defy all borders between dawn and dawn. Raise your body, let your heart beat, unleash the madness locked in your mind, your thirst for love is compensated. Eduardo knows it well, they are the harsh consequences of playing in the cemetery.
Boys and girls, whoever warns is not a traitor. Mourning for all!
Our take: Danzando En El Caos is the first vinyl from this Mallorcan group who released a well-regarded demo back in 2015. If you’re a fan of Madrid’s Rata Negra, Desenterradas will make you think of them immediately, since their singer’s voice has a similar tone and the band plays a similar style of brooding, melodic post-punk. Desenterradas sounds more post-punk than pop, though, with the vocals relying more on rhythmic staccato patterns rather than soaring melodies and the haunting keyboard melodies adding subtle textures to the punkier guitar riffs. With ten tracks averaging around 3 minutes each, Danzando En El Caos offers a lot of bang for your buck, but it might take a few listens to digest since most of the songs are in similar keys and tempos… it’s crazy that a 30-minute LP feels long in this day and age! The more music the merrier, though, especially if you’re a fan of these dark and catchy sounds.