Sihirs unrelenting debut is fifteen minutes of pounding hardcore refusal that sounds really very much like a burning police headquarters. Razor sharp threads of feedback weave themselves together tightly around our necks as echoes of clanging sheet metal create a euphoric industrial warp over traditional music. The band is the combined sonic force of punks from Colombia, Nusantara , Spain and Sweden, converging like avenging angel upon the cursed imperial core of Berlin to answer back in full. They blend sideways raw punk incantations with crasher instincts, stirred well and shaken up through phased percussive rumbles that forcibly pin you to the wall about your weak bullshit. Javanese artist Enka Komariah comes through with a spellbinding artwork telling the story of a person with a tiger demon spirit who steals corpses from graves on the night of Kliwon to reach supernatural powers. From the right to our bodies as women to the idiocy of imperialism