It’s a sunny day in the suburbs in Rio de Janeiro. A young man is flying a kite on Vintem Hill, in the suburbs of the city. As he is following the kite with his eyes, he spots something in the distance. It seems like the bodies of two grown

In the mood for some loud, obnoxiously clamorous crust punk that sports a middle finger so large it casts a shadow over half of South America? Timekiller, take a bow. The combination of raw, hardcore punk and speed metal rock’n’roll is deliciously palpable, as the Brazilians tear through this EP

“Between us, there always seemed to exist some deeper identification, born of a deep, unspoken bond; an underlying sense of kinship. It was as if loving Narcisa was like loving some wayward, feral strand of myself; a distorted funhouse mirror image of my own brutalised, mangled, forgotten inner child, restructured