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Anti​-​Colonial Vol​.​1

by La Armada

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    "Anti-Colonial Vol. 1" Black Vinyl. 11 Songs of our style of crossover—a blend of punk, hardcore, metal, and rhythms native to our island.

    *This is a Self Released project. Every purchase helps us pay our upcomming recording and pay off band debt due to COVID. Thanks!

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Unquenchable 02:22
Cannibalistic by nature, There’s no food that can satisfy The hunger, the greed; It’s unquenchable. Vicious appetite... for profit There’s no food that can satisfy, And the greed Is unquenchable. ¿Quién promueve la xenofobia? ¿Quién lucra del odio racial? El infierno, prisión para inmigrantes... Fresh blood keeps feeding the complex. Prisons get filled with innocent lives South at the border They’re building a wall For Profit! For Profit! For Profit. And the greed is unquenchable. ¿Quién promueve la xenofobia? ¿Quién lucra del odio racial? El infierno, prisión para inmigrantes... Fresh blood keeps feeding the complex. South at the border They’re building a wall For Profit! For Profit! For Profit. Immigrant blood more fuel to feed the complex.
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The Auction 01:37
Their stifled sobs of deep despair Reveal their anguish and distress. Now your life is for sale, Up for auction! And mothers saw their children sold (x2) Their children sold, traded for gold. She is only 14. She’ll be a good breeder. So can I get a hundred for this one? Stifled sobs reveal anguish and distress. Yeah, your life is for sale, Up for auction! And mothers saw their children sold. Traded for...
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La Esencia 03:18
La esencia sigue intacta Sobre el sendero forjado Cuando los mudos hablaron Del mal caribe, a las entrañas del diablo En el exilio voluntario Sigo despierto en este infierno de sonámbulos Antes eran hombres, hoy son renacuajos Que se tornaron con el tiempo en algo errático, sí! De mariposa a gusano, rostros escuálidos De la colonia a la metropolis, Cruze el océano empecé de cero Anduve apátrida en las noches frías, Por las calles desiertas Desafiando los vientos del conformismo Irreverente ante la tradición Contra el arsénico de la memoria De la metrópolis a la colonia Mi rabia duerme, pero no descansa! La esencia sigue intacta Sobre el sendero forjado Cuando los mudos hablaron Del mal caribe, a las entrañas del diablo En el exilio voluntario Sigo creando en el exilio voluntario.
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Se declararon intocables, Son millonarios de la noche a la mañana Profesionales en el fraude Pobres de ética, ricos en artimañas. Estafa! Son el modelo de la nueva sociedad Profesionales del chantaje Ricos en méritos, pobres de integridad El crack bancario, La mafia inmobiliaria, El blanqueo del dinero sucio, ¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa? Cuentas corrientes en europa Reputación que nadie toca, Millonarios de la noche a la mañana ¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa? ¿Cuál?!, Quieren impunidad para la impunidad ¿Cuál?!, Quieren la oligarquía a cargo de las cosas ¿Cuál?!, Tienen cuentas corrientes, bancos en europa Y la moral en banca rota. Cuentas corrientes en europa Reputación que nadie toca, Millonarios de la noche a la mañana ¿Cuál es el monto de la estafa? (x2) ¿Cuál?! Cuentas corrientes en europa Y la moral en banca rota.
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Fire 03:13
Who justifies the atrocities with scapegoats? Piece by piece, you craft a fascist state: With bibles, with kerosene, With crosses and gasoline. Fire! The time has come. Burning down your stupidity We will refuse this fate We will! Who glorifies the futility of nations? As they inhale to fill their lungs with hate With bibles, with kerosene, With crosses and gasoline. Fire! Fire! Burn. From right to left and back to right again Fascist state on the brink of complete destruction We will react against We will! We get the leaders we deserve. Fire! The time has come! Burning down your stupidity We will refuse this fate From right to left and back to right again Fascist state on the brink of Complete destruction We will react against We will! Now we will refuse this fate. Now we will defy. Now we will refuse this fate. Now we… Defy!
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Homan Square 01:54
Hungry vultures, draw your weapon Spread death, torture and pain No one knows, no one saw, no one cares at all, They snatch you off the streets They kidnap people No record, no trace They kidnap people They come to “serve and protect” Hungry vultures, spread terror Well trained to serve and protect The threat is real; everyone is suspect They smell your fear They kidnap people No record, no trace They kidnap people Now you’re trapped inside a black site You will never be heard from again They kidnap people They come to “serve and protect” Everyone is suspect They come to “serve” The silence is so fucking deafening! And darkness blinds your sight.
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Como hay pendejo, hay astuto Que perpetua con su astucia la ignorancia Por la historia enmascarado cual bandido Rapta y secuestra la honradez Roba discursos, miente en tus narices Propagandiza y abandera el miedo Vende amnesia e indiferencia al por mayor Revive el pasado sepultado Suele colarse vestida de progresista La Derecha oportunista Roba discursos, miente en tus narices Propagandiza y abandera el miedo Vende amnesia e indiferencia al por mayor Revive el pasado sepultado Suele colarse vestida de progresista La Derecha oportunista Con populistas letanías se infiltra Y las conciencias débiles agrede
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Por la sangre, las intervenciones, La bala en el pecho del machetero, El garrote, el cráneo de Minerva: La Plutocracia. Dictadores sanguinarios, Piratas, títeres, bufones, lacayos Años de ultraje y de agresión Imperialista, Contraataque de ruido... Anticolonial! En contra del estado, libre asociado No pararan el ruido... Anticolonial! Por la autodeterminación de los pueblos Antillanos. Como cayeron los cerdos en la bahía, Vieques, Guantánamo, siguen ocupadas Como la antorcha en manos del esclavo Puerto Príncipe en llamas. Dictadores sanguinarios, Piratas, títeres, bufones, lacayos Años de ultraje y de agresión Imperialista, Contrataque de ruido... Anticolonial! en contra del embargo, libre asociado No pararan mi ruido... Anticolonial! No pararan mi ruido...
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In the name of servitude And in times of despair, I nominate the human race to go first. Racing towards extinction Racing towards the end The global balance of terror Captures the people of earth. But who speaks? Who speaks For what we destroy? We are, by far The worst monsters of this planet We are, by far The worst creatures on earth We are, by far In the name common good And in times of distress, I nominate the human race to go first. Life wants to be, but people like to watch each other die We are, by far The worst monsters of this planet We are, by far The worst creatures on earth We are, by far The worst monsters of this planet The balance of terror has no margin of error.

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Anti- Colonial Vol. 1
“Anti-Colonial Vol. 1” The latest album by La Armada, sees the band honing in on their musical identity and finally capturing the energy of their live shows on record. After years of absorbing elements from the multi-genre bills they played both in the national underground scene as well as in the major touring circuit , the objective was clear but not easy; to utilize the elements of hardcore that first drew them to the genre while adding the Caribbean rhythms that make them unique.

The result is 11 tracks of a tasteful crossover between the hardcore punk they grew up with and the lively grooves commonly heard in latin percussion, something seldom explored successfully in heavy music. The songs range from fast and heavy to crushing down tempo beats, toppled with witty lyrics that touch on the socio-economic barriers that stagger the working class of today.

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released March 30, 2018

Recorded by
Juan Carlos “Kanky” Lora at Electrical Audio (Chicago) - Drums & Bass
Jaime Carter & Dan Klein at Atlas Studios (Chicago) - Guitars & Vocals
Dan Klein by Iron Hand Audio - Vocals (Chicago)
Mixed & Mastered by:
Jason Livermore - The Blasting Room
All Songs Written By: La Armada
Produced by: Ariel Sanchez & La Armada
Cover Art - Medio Peso

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La Armada Chicago, Illinois

Formed in the Dominican Republic in 2001 and based out of Chicago since 2008, La Armada has carved out a name for themselves locally and nationally with their explosive live show.

In 2020 La Armada will release mini EPs every 3 months under the name "Songs of the Exiled", each one dedicated to one of the places they have called home and that has influenced their views and socio-political stances.
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