Days Of Smoke And Ash
Finally, Siyahkal delivers unto us their complete vision. Days of Smoke and Ash, is the first full length from a band that has been dominating shows in Toronto for the better part of the past decade. The city's best kept secret. And what better a release to formally announce the relocation of the Static Shock Head Honcho, than the excavation of the city's most overdue LP? From the opening notes of "Your Head In My Arms," Siyahkal unleashes absolute, stomping psychedelic hardcore perversion. Self-recorded, the thing 8 Deko Entertainment sounds like a demon unleashed. Squalls of noise are smeared across a record of near-meditative, throbbing HC. It's an unrelenting, brutal album that would see any sane person running for the exits. While the music itself is precise, intentional and pounding, the vocal delivery and its lyrical subject matter provide a deeper meaning. This isn't just a record to crack skulls to, it's an album loaded with political subtext. How does an artist reconcile their own exile? How do they engage with the caricatures that western psychosocial dominance makes of their beautiful home? When their own survival is at stake, what is the true meaning of justice? SiyahkalL manages to produce something indebted as much to the likes of Destino Final or Mobs, as it is the Persian culture KG bleeds into it. And the sentiments expressed here are not just Iranian, or Venezuelan, or Palestinian. Siyahkal's Days of Smoke and Ash reflects the reality of the world as this era comes undone. They've manifested something universal and urgent that blurs the boundaries of hardcore punk. When power attempts to distort you, the only option is to distort back. Let the walls of Evin, of Guantanamo, of Al- Hol, of Ofer crumble at the sounds of Siyahkal.
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$18.00Days Of Smoke And Ash
Finally, Siyahkal delivers unto us their complete vision. Days of Smoke and Ash, is the first full length from a band that has been dominating shows in Toronto for the better part of the past decade. The city's best kept secret. And what better a release to formally announce the relocation of the Static Shock Head Honcho, than the excavation of the city's most overdue LP? From the opening notes of "Your Head In My Arms," Siyahkal unleashes absolute, stomping psychedelic hardcore perversion. Self-recorded, the thing 8 Deko Entertainment sounds like a demon unleashed. Squalls of noise are smeared across a record of near-meditative, throbbing HC. It's an unrelenting, brutal album that would see any sane person running for the exits. While the music itself is precise, intentional and pounding, the vocal delivery and its lyrical subject matter provide a deeper meaning. This isn't just a record to crack skulls to, it's an album loaded with political subtext. How does an artist reconcile their own exile? How do they engage with the caricatures that western psychosocial dominance makes of their beautiful home? When their own survival is at stake, what is the true meaning of justice? SiyahkalL manages to produce something indebted as much to the likes of Destino Final or Mobs, as it is the Persian culture KG bleeds into it. And the sentiments expressed here are not just Iranian, or Venezuelan, or Palestinian. Siyahkal's Days of Smoke and Ash reflects the reality of the world as this era comes undone. They've manifested something universal and urgent that blurs the boundaries of hardcore punk. When power attempts to distort you, the only option is to distort back. Let the walls of Evin, of Guantanamo, of Al- Hol, of Ofer crumble at the sounds of Siyahkal.
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Finally, Siyahkal delivers unto us their complete vision. Days of Smoke and Ash, is the first full length from a band that has been dominating shows in Toronto for the better part of the past decade. The city's best kept secret. And what better a release to formally announce the relocation of the Static Shock Head Honcho, than the excavation of the city's most overdue LP? From the opening notes of "Your Head In My Arms," Siyahkal unleashes absolute, stomping psychedelic hardcore perversion. Self-recorded, the thing 8 Deko Entertainment sounds like a demon unleashed. Squalls of noise are smeared across a record of near-meditative, throbbing HC. It's an unrelenting, brutal album that would see any sane person running for the exits. While the music itself is precise, intentional and pounding, the vocal delivery and its lyrical subject matter provide a deeper meaning. This isn't just a record to crack skulls to, it's an album loaded with political subtext. How does an artist reconcile their own exile? How do they engage with the caricatures that western psychosocial dominance makes of their beautiful home? When their own survival is at stake, what is the true meaning of justice? SiyahkalL manages to produce something indebted as much to the likes of Destino Final or Mobs, as it is the Persian culture KG bleeds into it. And the sentiments expressed here are not just Iranian, or Venezuelan, or Palestinian. Siyahkal's Days of Smoke and Ash reflects the reality of the world as this era comes undone. They've manifested something universal and urgent that blurs the boundaries of hardcore punk. When power attempts to distort you, the only option is to distort back. Let the walls of Evin, of Guantanamo, of Al- Hol, of Ofer crumble at the sounds of Siyahkal.
