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Mangue

by Tropical Doom

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Isaiah Miller
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Isaiah Miller These guys have quickly become my favorite stoner/sludge/doom metal band. The music and vocals are badass, original and I can't get enough. Favorite track: Roadkill Meal.
Frederick Jones
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Frederick Jones These guys from Brazil bring a very unique style and sound which I immediatly dug on their debut album and it continues here. They are getting better with each release. This music now just needs the vinyl treatment. Check them out if you have not yet heard them. Favorite track: Among Sheep.
Will
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Will Dripping with oily groove, Mangue is one of the finest stoner doom releases to sail forth from the Tropic of Capricorn so far this year.

A volatile concoction of biker riffs, relentless drums and bitching guitarwork, layered over with gruff, powerful vocals. Fucking spot on. Favorite track: Lines.
Colin M.
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Colin M. I can not get enough of this album. The tropic-infused stoner/doom sound is damn addicting, as are the great riffs and vocals. The fuzzy bass and driving drums compliment perfectly. I dare you to not stomp your foot or bob your head to "Lines." It simply isn't possible. Favorite track: Lines.
FDJ (Desert Psychlist)
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FDJ (Desert Psychlist) Brazilian stoner doom of the highest order. Lashings of creamy psych layered over heavy percussive rhythms ,rumbling bass and scorching guitar riffs and solo's.
Greece and Sweden need to look over their shoulders because in terms of great underground rock music Brazil are chasing them down. Favorite track: Far Sight.
Steve Rodger
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Steve Rodger Doomed & Stoned in Brazil ....
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1.
Sacred Sip 05:17
Drunk in the feel of dizzy sleep My eyes open I can’t keep Feel the need to elevate me high Clear the skies of my mind No light lay on my path ahead I’m decomposing felling half way dead Claim my need for medicine Black magic, the sacred sip Black fluid fills my veins Turns night into Days Eyes open until dawn Hands shaking, bad thoughts Drunk in the fee of dizzy sleep My eyes open I can’t keep Feel the need to elevate me high Clear the skies of my mind No light lay on my path ahead I’m decomposing felling half way dead Claim my need for medicine Black magic, the sacred sip Black fluid fills my veins Turns night into Days Eyes open until dawn Hands shaking, bad thoughts
2.
Lines 05:52
The need, bond you and me Come close, and your doom will seek Death smell, surrounds your nose Its fine, still your will is strong Come and take the trail White lines will get you high If you want i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can draw the line, a little more this time If you want, i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can end your life, enjoy your suicide Still you, try to leave me But boy, I`m pretty hard to quit Just come, down with me Into, the depths of human greed Come and take the trail White lines will drag you by If you want i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can draw the line, a little more this time If you want, i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can end your life, enjoy your suicide Welcome, the final scene You fall, and your lungs fail to breathe Too late, the time is here Good night, I’ll have your soul from here Come and take the trail White lines will drag you by If you want i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can draw the line, a little more this time If you want, i can help you, baby (Help you, baby!) I can end your life, enjoy your suicide!
3.
Clouds come to sink the sun The telling of its end to come Foolish, isolated it goes The solitude of the prey on the road Easy target for the tires that comes Smashed roadkill, cooked up alone Alone Devoured by bigger animals Alone Vicious predators No leftovers sit on the plate No parts that they won’t take Qualities, they can’t create One more to the deadly road Where every step is taken alone It comes fast, there’s no way to go To go Devoured by bigger animals To go Vicious predators.
4.
Far Sight 05:34
My senses feel a haze of dust in the air While traveling through a land of dirt and despair The blinded vision of salvation to come Drags all we know to a hole in the globe Electric mother, Give me far sight Show the truth that they all deny Electric mother, Give me far sight Push my mind through walls I can’t climb Human existence, understands its role A grain of sand that will come and will go I’ll float pass by, this physical world My shell stays, but my waves will flow Electric mother, Give me far sight Show the truth that they all deny Electric mother, Give me far sight Push my mind through walls I can’t climb.
5.
Among Sheep 06:19
You lift the chin to look to the wall That damn clock doesn’t move at all Mentally chained to the plastic desk An average person sitting at its best Better come home tired of this Stand your ground or live among sheep The works are due there’s no excuse Better behave, benefits hang lose Modern shackles hard to skip Play the game but walk on free Better come home tired of this Stand your ground or live among sheep

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Second release by Tropical Doom.

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released March 22, 2016

Recorded at Bend Studio / Joinville - SC - Brazil
bendstudio.com.br/site/

Cover art by Thais Burmeinster:
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