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Spain Rages:
Instinto Self-Titled Debut
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It should come as no surprise that one of the most devastating crust/d-beat albums of 2012 comes from Spain – Barcelona to be exact. Anyone who is familiar with Europe’s crust movement knows that Spain has always been a stronghold of crust punk and anarchist punk. Might be the fact that fascism survived in Spain way longer than in the rest of Europe, or the fact that Spain is one of most Catholic countries in the world, but the truth is there is an underground that calls for the blood of the establishment and of narrow-minded morals, and takes the punk lifestyle and vision to next fucking level at any given chance. Nevertheless, if you take examples like Ekkaia, Ictus and Absurdo for instance, you will recognize in Spanish crust bands some obvious traits that make them stand out from the rest, mostly that crust punk is a serious matter and it seems to be more epic and incumbent, almost “militarized” in its tones, and dominated by a sense of urgency and alienation rarely seen elsewhere.

From this background hails Instinto, a quintet from Barcelona whose independently released self-titled debut screams vengeance all over the fucking place and declares a full-on war against the establishment with its merciless and disfiguring brand of crust/d-beat assault. This album literally howls with rage and is nothing short of a sonic riot in its own form. The songs are towering anthems of sour and rage, the production is spotless and the guitar tone is absolutely huge and as filthy as the smog and smoke infested skies of a dystopic slum turned upside down by raging riots. Think of Tragedy and From Ashes Rise and their beefy tones and apocalyptic moods, but with a stronger sense of urgency and a more savage delivery. There is also a nitid Behind Enemy Lines sonic silhouette as a backdrop in this work, which reinforces the pure pedigree this band beholds. That’s where Instinto stands, and their debut is packed to the fucking roof with heaviness and anger to the point of collapse, and the songs contained herein pave the way to a downright musical war zone, one blast of obliterating rage after another. The album has been out for a while and oh my, what a mistake it was to overlook it. Hit the play button on the player above and let this baby literally tear through your skull like a riot!

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