Too much lion's blood has been spilled. Nature has been exploited, degraded to a state of emergency, plundered by human madness. But the bowels of the earth now resound from within, releasing a brute force of energetic magma. The thunderstorm in retaliation. Electric rays escape sacred mountains, endless plains, animal skeletons and vast lakes. Nature crushes machines, instincts eat up reason, inertia dismantles the current. Duma shake the reality of the Kenyan-Ugandan landscapes with their post-apocalyptic grindcore, ordering the magic of the past into the insanity of the future and confronting forgotten rituals of East Africa with the noise of our nonsensical times.

Text: Dejan Gacond