Why can’t I recall this feeling?
Kiss those lips as soft as feathers
My lust for you has me kneeling
Haunt your dreams with filthy pleasures
Chicago’s Fantasma Negra storms into view with their latest EP L.U.S.T., an emotional joyride of love, lust, and life lessons learned the hard way.
Right from the opening notes of Feathers, we’re strapped into a whirlwind synth odyssey. This track captures the dizzy confusion of recalling someone who perfectly ignited both emotional and physical sparks. But is it memory or wishful thinking? Like all great questions, it’s left tantalizingly unanswered, carried along by punchy drums and those nervously excitable synths.
Bite Marks throws another curveball, embracing bilingual flair and exploring fate and risk. It’s like spinning life’s roulette wheel, betting your whole identity on a shaky connection. Soaring guitar riffs and commanding vocals channel classic bands like The Chameleons and contemporaries Rosegarden Funeral Party, making existential dread feel oddly exhilarating. With Bliss, the band takes us into experimental territory, opening with a teasing synth intro that hints at future sonic adventures. Co-writers Henry and Alicia delve deep into goth-romantic terrain, swirling emotions and guarded vulnerability into one heady mixture. It’s a late-night confessional wrapped in a glittering, shadow-streaked groove…exactly what you’d want at the party where black lipstick meets hesitant smiles.
Bailar kicks down the door, fueled by the fiery spirit of early Misfits and the frenetic punk chaos reminiscent of Damned and Black Flag. Its Spanish lyrics shout an infectious call to abandon everything and hit the dance floor. With fierce female vocals growling over blistering guitar work, resistance is futile. Heat takes an unexpected twist into bilingual power-ballad territory, highlighting themes of arrogance, self-awareness, and redemption. Imagine Pat Benatar swaggering through a Mexican desert, chased by classic rock guitars, as the track nods respectfully toward José Alfredo Jiménez’s cowboy classic El Jinete.
Closing out with Closer, Fantasma Negra channels synthpop euphoria before hurtling into a thrillingly reckless anthem. It’s that rollercoaster moment of letting go, losing control, and loving every dangerously sweet second of it…higher selves be damned.
Listen to L.U.S.T. below and order the album here.
Fantasma Negra sweeps in like your goth friend who’s equal parts drama, heart, and midnight humor. Led by bold, expressive vocals, their EP plunges headfirst into big feelings…passion, yearning, and a dash of anxiety, with guitars that shimmer like moonlight and rhythms full of restless energy, echoing Skeletal Family’s delicate darkness and PiL’s vibrant unease. It’s music for late-night heart-to-hearts, dancing through emotional storms, and laughing warmly through life’s messy moments, all wrapped in velvet-black charm.
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