follakzoid

The cover of Föllakzoid’s last album said it all; the psychedelic, krautrock-loving trio from Santiago, Chile, had set their sights on the cosmos and spent most of ‘II’ soaring through space. It was a wild trip, literally and figuratively, with their pulsating, motoric grooves blasting the music to transcendental, other-worldly heights. But their follow-up, ‘III’, finds them back on terra firma and mining their own continent’s history for inspiration. “Our music has to do with very ancient Armonic and rhythm patterns,” explained guitarist Domingo Garcia-Huidobro recently, and the four tracks here all have an earthly, tribal quality; the sinister, pounding rhythm of ‘Electric’, the crashing cymbals of ‘Earth’, or the searing, tremolo solos of ‘Piure’ that sound like a Mayan Ennio Morricone score. They build slowly but defiantly, and if there’s a criticism to be made, it’s that they slink away rather than exploding into euphoria. But that’s a minor quibble. Whether exploring the heavens or marching with us mere mortals, Föllakzoid have the power to carve out their own sonic territory, conquering one world at a time.

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