Two classy gentlemen that slam audio into faces like getting hit with a boxing glove loaded with a brick.  You didn't see that shit coming.  Once you've tasted the fist you'll be hooked and quite possibly find yourself demanding more.  Kapre combines progressive structure with mosh enducing beat, core rumbling rhythm, powerful screams, inspired lyrics and fantastic imagery.  Donning three piece suits and utilizing sophisticated gadgetry, they hunt what is called a KAPRE that is described as a forest monster, trickster fellow with a habit of smoking massive cigars.  You'd have to see it to believe it is real.  Till the next time we see you.  Adieu.

Here are some of my musings on the acoustic guitar...

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