+ 12" vinyl version of our first album.
Pressed on blue (100 copies) and black (200 copies).
Insert includes galician / english lyrics and one sticker.
Insert photography: Mateo Morral corpse.
+ Cats are not included, they are the band managers and our best friends <3.
+ Remember you can buy Anábasis at our labels.
Includes unlimited streaming of Anábasis
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Mateo Morral Tote Bag
Bag
Art by Paula Blanco @Paulischultz
Natural cotton. 38x42cm. Long handles.
Edición limitada de 10 copias do álbum Anábasis.
Por CHAINA RECORDS (Arxentina)
Includes unlimited streaming of Anábasis
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
|GA|
De que serviría destruír o Estado se o Estado somos nós. Se cada golpe que damos contra o muro non consegue nin rabuñar a nosa superficie. Fillas da miseria dos nosos pais, acostumadas a establecer as nosas relacións a golpes. A nosa necesidade de ser máis que os outros fai que nos desvaloricemos con cada xesto. A maior violencia exercémola nós. A maior violencia é contra nós. Nada mudará ata que tiremos abaixo os mitos que modelan a nosa psique. Ata que nos desprendamos desta moral estancada. Ata matar ao primeiro inimigo. Só entón poderemos sorrir mentres afunde o estado.
|ENG|
What would be the point of destroying the State if the State is us? If every hit against the wall does not even scratch our surface. Daughters of our parents' misery, we are used to set up our relationships with blows. The need to be better than everyone else makes us lose value at every gesture. We practice the greatest violence. The greatest violence is against us. Nothing will never change 'till we bring down the myths that shape our psyche, until we get rid of this stalled morality. Until we kill the first enemy. Only then we could smile while the State collapses.
|CAST| De que serviría destruir el Estado si el Estado somos nosotrxs. Si cada golpe que damos contra el muro no consigue ni arañar nuestra superficie. Hijas de la miseria de nuestros padres, acostumbradas a establecer nuestras relaciones a golpes. Nuestra necesidad de ser más que los otros hace que nos desvaloricemos con cada gesto. La mayor violencia la ejercemos nosotrxs. La mayor violencia es contra nosotrxs. Nada cambiará hasta que tiremos abajo los mitos que modelan nuestra psique. Hasta que nos desprendamos de esta moral estancada. Hasta matar al primer enemigo. Sólo entonces podremos sonreír mientras se hunde el estado.
Wow. I did not expect violin and cello from a crust band.
Wow. I did not expect crust from a band that has both a violinist and a cellist.
Wow. Nekobibu
Hearing the songs while reading the narrative behind the lyrics, I felt overwhelmed by this tragic story in which humans and artificial intelligence couldn't coexist side by side. Their reciprocal annihilation was inevitable. Except one "sole survivor, in a ship filled with memories. She had become the proof of Earth, proof that life had existed there, a voice for all the species and beauty we once knew". A dystopian concept dressed up in brilliant musicianship! @Slevin, thanks, I owe it to you! Umbra Cornuta