Tzompantli - Beating The Drums Of Ancestral Force [Colored Vinyl] [Limited Edition] | RECORD STORE DAY
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DISC: 1

1. Track 1
2. Tetzahuitl
3. Track 3
4. Tlayohualli
5. Track 5
6. Tlaloc Icuic
7. Track 7
8. Chichimecatl
9. Track 9
10. Tetzaviztli
11. Track 11
12. Otlica Mictlan
13. Track 13
14. Icnocuicatl

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*ON LIMITED OXBLOOD / ORANGE MERGE VINYL!!! With first album Tlazcaltiliztli, Tzompantli called forth a penetrating strike of death and doom Metal like a poisoned arrow through the heart. The band's foundation in Indigenous / Native rituals, history and lore, and merging of traditional instruments into their sound made for one of 2022's most uniquely voiced metal records. Now Tzompantli have again been summoned from the smoke of the ancient fires with a new offering at the altar of human sacrifice, Beating The Drums Of Ancestral Force. Fearsomely brutal marches of war-like, percussive death metal are contrasted with melancholy passages of longing spirit and entrancing ceremonial invocations to the ancestors. The Tzompantli tribe has greatly expanded on this second album with 10+ musicians enlisted in the conjuring of wrathful deities and collection of invader skulls.There has been no shortage of fantastic death / doom records in recent years and Tzompantli's latest entry in the genre's pantheon demonstrates it's continued expansion into wider musical and thematic arenas. The anguished fortitude at the heart of Beating The Drums Of Ancestral Force exalts in the blood and ash of empire and would-be conquerors, a fiery lamentation to centuries of erasure.