Animal Ritual by Ancestor of Kaos ain’t your mom’s tea-party tunes - it’s a sweaty, balls-deep slugfest that’ll have you gasping like you just got caught with your pants down. Horror Pain Gore Death Productions are shoving this dirty sumbitch out the door on April 18th, and if black metal with a thrash-sized sack ever got you stiff - or dripping - this is gonna be your new late-night fling. Ten tracks of wild-ass chaos - like getting banged against a dive bar sink and begging for round two.
These warriors started raising hell in Havana back in ’05, hammering out demos like In Absence of Light when they were just Ancestor, before dragging their sorry hides to the States in 2013 after SXSW threw ‘em a wink. They ripped up Miami like a storm - trading punches with bruisers like Deicide and Goatwhore, probably leaving the stage smelling like a whiskey-soaked ashtray - then vanished for a spell. Popped back up in Vegas with a new name, Ancestor of Kaos, and a nastier itch. Now it’s Jorge Hellfire barking like he’s choking on gravel and cheap bourbon, Joel Zalazar slashing riffs that’d make a hooker blush, Luis Bosque thumping bass like he’s kicking down a door, and Alcides Rodriguez whaling on drums like they owe him money. Two decades of scars, and they’re still horny as hell.
Shit, it’s like Mayhem and Slayer took turns pounding Celtic Frost in a fleabag motel with no safe word. Black metal’s jagged teeth are sunk in deep, but it’s got thrash’s filthy strut - riffs that smack you upside the head, drums that thump like a headboard about to snap, and tempos that flip faster than a drunk at a gangbang. One minute it’s tearing your ass up, the next it’s dragging you through some slow, nasty sludge. It’s got that grimy, don’t-give-a-shit feel - like Darkthrone waking up in a ditch or Aura Noir after a three-day piss-up. Even a little of Sepultura’s old caveman grunt sneaks in, like some hairy asshole who stumbled into the wrong party.
Their whole damn mess - Cuba to Miami to Vegas, fuckups and all - is splattered all over this thing. Animal Ritual ain’t just a name; it’s a big, loud “fuck you” to anyone who thought they’d stay down - a snarling, screw-the-world jam that says they’ve been chewed up and spit out and still came back swinging. Hellfire’s growl could scare the pants off a priest, and the band’s playing like they’re out for blood - or at least a good time.
Horror Pain Gore Death are tossing it out on CD and digital, with some shirts and shit to slap on your chest. Me, I’d say blast it loud enough to make the neighbors pound the wall, crack a cold one, and let it screw you silly. Animal Ritual is Ancestor of Kaos at their ugliest - no lube, no manners, just a loud, sloppy, hell of a ride. Grab it, get wrecked, and don’t come crying to me when you’re hooked.
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