Berlin-via-Argentina band makes full-blooded, dread-tinged, crepuscular synth jams that throb along the autobahn, the fringes of decaying cities, modernity. They call it “rock concrete", and it sounds like they're trying too hard to be like Suicide. No FCCs, lyrics in Spanish.

1. (3:29) ** Miseress—Synths, electronics, dark and dreamy propulsive
2. (4:01) Un Lugar Ideal—Driving frenetic synths and noise, feedback, shouts
3. (4:46) Mi Auto—Uplifting kraut jam with lots of droning noise
4. (8:01) ** El Círculo—Synths and spoken male vox, driving percussion, tension builds in the best way
5. (5:54) *** Espejo en la Nada—Sinister subdermal punches and flutters of synth, multiple voices, the spirits descend
6. (6:41) En Vino de las Orgías—Bright shooting synths, snare, a lot to handle
7. (4:43) ** Guerrero de la Gloria Negativa—Feedback feedback feedback, evil-sounding, Bloodstains Across Atherton
8. (7:18) La Torre de la Hora—Repeated three notes anchor a mess of electronics
9. (1:02) * Epilog—Bell chime, dreamy female vox, cavernous