[ DISCO EN PRE-ORDER. DISPONIBLE A PARTIR DEL 4 DE JULIO ]
Disponible en Vinilo negro ■ Vinilo color voodoo (Limitado 250)
Tracklist:
01. Throw up
02. Crawl
03. Feel me behind your neck
04. Tear my skin
05. Laugh at me
06. I don't need hate you (but I just want to)
In the past five years, Black Maracas have carved out a fearsome live reputation across Europe and the Americas—despite being nearly impossible to pin down their sound. At any given show, they might leap from fuzz-drenched chaos to raw blues, slide into garage grit, then veer off into psychedelic swirls—effortlessly, unapologetically.
Recently, they’ve stormed through Europe, South America, and the U.S., lighting up major stages at Mad Cool in Madrid, Seattle’s Freakout Festival, and Austin’s iconic Levitation—two of the most revered rock gatherings on the planet. They’ve shared lineups with heavyweights like Night Beats, The Dandy Warhols, The Black Angels, and The Brian Jonestown Massacre—artists that shaped their own sonic DNA.
Don’t worry if their first two albums went under your radar—there’s no escaping the third. The Anecdote comes screaming out of the amps with everything cranked to 11, blasting past the limits of conventional rock. It’s the rawest, most visceral album that producers Pablo Fergus (Sexy Zebras, Amaral) and Carlos Elías (Alcalá Norte) will likely ever put their names on. Built to be felt in the pit, not just heard, it’s a record that tests your tolerance for torn-up vocals and bone-rattling riffs.
The Anecdote isn’t just an album—it’s an exorcism. A no-holds-barred trip through stoner rock territory that leaves no one unchanged, least of all the band themselves. They went in one way and came out the other side transformed—and if you hit play, you will too.
