Ernia

by Ernia

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Richter I'd argue that this album deserves 5 5/7s out of 7. Just sayin'. Favorite track: Heroes of Withdrawal.
Jimmy McNulty
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Jimmy McNulty Easily the best compilation of Machine Head cover songs THIS detective has heard. Ernia puts a unique spin on each track, adding a splash of creative genius to the classic Machine Head songs we've grown to love over the decades. Also, <3 Daniel Valcazar. 10 5/7's out of 10: a purr-fect score! Favorite track: Sabbath for the Zionist.
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Taco Crisma I found this band on Trevor Strnad's underground music blog - they are amazing. Perfect combo of death and grind with killer riffs.
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Into the reign of the Blue Sun I see the dawn and grief of a new past. The mountain is upon us Devouring only the ground, Choosing the rotten ones. <<I know, I'm part of them.>> Dionea Muscipula. Venus Flytrap. Let's fall into her deep mouth, I won't fight against her jaws. Let's take a deep breath, This will mean my death. No. I can’t fall. No. I won't go. The limits Of purity. The images Of a sempiternal Obscurity. Dionea Muscipula. Venus Flytrap.
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Uphill The shadows Are starting to drill As if they were arrows. A thousand flies have spread the pollen Of the Blind Willow, that infects the fallen. A man is trying to rescue – A young girl. But he is so terrified – <<Is she still alive?>> Flies are inside her ears – On a curl. All the pollen deposited – To procreate. A tragedy known, carved on her bones. The flies could be Eating her entrails. He must gain speed To save her intestines So close to the place Where she lies, He gathers courage For her to flourish. Blind Willow//Sleeping Woman. Our hero//Is just a human. He is In front of her. He is Watching her face. But She is Dead, eaten and partially devoured.
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Goyim, gentiles, non-jews, God slaves. Good for us, Good for the jews. The Shabbos goy Is our employee. America is our silo Against the scum. Our bombs Are the will of God Against the Arabs, Against the world. Gaza is our Playground. A long-range missile For Palestine, To erase the occupants. The Land of Israel Is fulfilled with death, A stain on the Earth. Our greed is What we please Our pleasure is What we need. The world will be on its knees. Sabbath for the Zionist. War and famine for the Goy. Our rooms filled with joy.
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Born. Humanity is an anchor That sinks under its own weight. Bitter – Their nauseating rancor, That is just the catalyst, another bait. Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves? They are just containers of fear and despair. Another “slut” blossoming. Another act of faith. Another idol promising A place in her own space. Searching for answers Or just a common place? Maybe this house of raptures, A cathedral in a database. Above the kennel. Pulling the strings – Of bird creation. Poem tangential Evoking endless sophistication. Frivolous – Nympholept. Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves? They are just containers of fear and despair. Free of Avidyia. Free of Ignorance.
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When the cicada sings You will die under the cumulus cloud. When the cicada sings You will die. When you die Your aborted fetus'll celebrate a funeral. When you die I want you to bring to me Flowers from the beyond. In your pocket, hide those bones That you don't want anybody to touch. Storm of moans, It shouts. Storm of moans, It cries. And a summer day, Dressed in a suit of flowers. Suddenly – Dies.
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Flashback – A typhoon just beat us. K and I, we are in the eye. The waves retreating, I am fleeing. K was swallowed by the ocean – While I watched it in stop-motion. He's riding a wave, Grinning at my own face. Listen to the seventh man's tale – While his face is turning pale. Approaching the sea, Where dwells K.
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The one who is able to forget The principles that govern him Will have the honor of being The hero of (the) withdrawal. In search of a difficult Cohabitation The hero of (the) withdrawal He will never be remembered with pride. All of us are being Just spectators. Passively observing Everything. We are becoming the generation Remembered as The Heroes Of Withdrawal. With no valor to act The Heroes of Withdrawal. Sellers of our future Remembered never with pride. Leaving everything we can be In the hands of others Incapable of dealing with it Only able to sell it. (Our) future sold To a power that is based on Feeding on our conformism And our lack of awareness. Heroes of Withdrawal With no value to act. The Heroes of Withdrawal That is what we are.
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<<I bought a new t-shirt today with the thought of giving it to you. But you look so pure and perfect so I flushed it down the loo.>> You look so empty and comatose That I can see through you You look so pretty in your glass skin Depending of the angle of view. Expiring, saying “goodbye”. Evaporating in the cyber eye. Stand by. Please, stand by. They placed orchids on her bed While her sunflowers were extinguished. Petals of roses bloomed on her cheeks Turning them red, over the pale. A peony obstructs her neck While tulips sprout from her heart. Amaryllis hiding in her head, Berries and fruits, time to restart. I heard the moaning, I heard her dying in pain. I heard the last groan and everything was in vain. She finds no answers in the land of the dead. “He's going to save me”, was all she said. There never was a permissive God. Copper hands that cannot take the sod. And break the spot where all is being held. And break the instant when it all went out of control. When was (there) time to find the broken days? Expiring, saying “goodbye". Stand by. Please, stand by.
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What do we hold on our backs? What do we heave onto our shoulders? The flowers of redemption. The flowers of isolation. The flowers of a reckless action Trying to provide a necessary negotiation. We tried to understand Why we have this on us. Is the weight of the Sun Burning our necks? The flowers on our backs. Are heavier than all the stars. The meaninglessness of trust Is carrying all this rust And is burning our necks. The flowers on our backs. So what do we hold on our backs? And why?
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Deserts (are) fading Always facing the Deep Temple. Oceans (are) shining Firewater tastes like plastic and metal. Tundras (fade-in) leading Feeding for their own raving. Gardens dehydrating Paling faces are aching. Fix up my rib cage and spit on my lungs. <<Use a pair of tongues.>> Read another page and say it out loud. Say <<Je en sais pas.>> Skip your job with rage when it's allowed. Say <<Trou du cul.>> Strip onstage and fly away if you're proud. <<Vas te faire foutre.>> Browbeat – Dead rats inside. Offbeat – The knot that ties us It's bowing – Before our eyes. Let us fly away – High to the skies. A pair of empty faces – Like empty traces. Nothing will be the same – Nothing will repair this pain again.
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The confirmation of the absurd Just stupidity personified And then raised To its maximum expression. Reasoning like a politician Adding misery to misery Trying to influence His public. Until finally Even infinity Looks perceivable. Grotesque show Catching interest With random Discordant Actions. Hyperbolic Unwillingness Diverting towards Deeper ignorance. The art of rhetoric Empty and vain. Like the criticism Of the new biases. The originality of scholars Residing in the repetition Of the last quotation As a single source of full knowledge. The absurdity of millions Of artificial moons In the place where Rain stinks of humanity.

about

Ernia's debut full-length album.

Written between 2013 and 2015.
Recorded in late 2015 and originally released in 2016.
Revamped, remixed and remastered in 2018.

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Physical Editions:


EUROPE
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-CD via Hecatombe Records / No Humano Records
hecatomberecords@gmail.com | bit.ly/2FVy1yX
nohumanorecords@gmail.com | bit.ly/2FVti06
-Cassette Tape via Abusive Noise Tapes
abusivenoisetapes.bandcamp.com/album/ernia-ernia-professional-tape

NORTH AMERICA
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-CD via Absolute Contempt Records
absolutecontemptrecords.bandcamp.com/album/ernia
-Cassette Tape via Already Dead Tapes
alreadydeadtapes.bandcamp.com/album/ad303-ernia-ernia

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credits

released December 7, 2018

Omar Sánchez - Vocals
Adrián Ruiz - Bass
Daniel Espinosa - Right Guitar
Daniel Valcázar - Left Guitar
Gabriel Valcázar - Drums


Spoken word on Track 1 by Artyom Aleksandrovich.
Noise samples manipulated by Omar S. and Daniel V.

Tracks 2-4, 6, 9-11 and 13 written by Ernia and Artyom A.
Tracks 1, 5, 7, 8 and 12 written by Ernia.
Lyrics on tracks 2-5, 7 and 10-12 written by Omar S.
Lyrics on tracks 9 and 13 written by Daniel E.
Lyrics on track 6 extracted from the Suehiro Maruo manga "Lunatic Lovers".


Produced, recorded and engineered by Daniel Valcázar in Logroño, Spain (September - December 2015).
Guitars and bass re-amped by Markus Skroch at Kalthallen Studios in Nachrodt, Germany (October 2017).
Mixed by Kevin Bernsten at Developing Nations Studios in Baltimore, Maryland, USA (August 2018).
Mastered by Dan Swanö at Unisound Studios in Örebro, Sweden (September 2018).

Logo by Arif (Rotworks).
Cover art and bandcamp background by Branca Studio.

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"This shit is furious. [...] similar to Rotten Sound, Cerebral Turbulency, and Gadget, but not without an experimental side that helps keep things interesting."

-Trevor Strnad (The Black Dahlia Murder)

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Ernia Logroño, Spain

Ernia is a five-piece death/grind band formed in Logroño, Spain by a group of weirdo friends with a shared love for fast music and dumb jokes.

We play death-metal infused grindcore for socially ill-adjusted people like us.

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