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Caestles
We Have Built a New God

Independent (2008) Michael

Caestles – We Have Built a New God cover artwork
Caestles – We Have Built a New God — Independent, 2008

Caestles is a six-person conglomeration of two bands that have fused together to form one entity. And when you listen to the band's self-released EP, We Have Built a New God, this makes perfect sense.

The four songs that comprise this EP takes equal parts atmospheric and electronic-based indie/rock and devastating crushing metalcore. Points of this EP remind me of groups like Isis and Rosetta while others lean more towards traditional hardcore. Caestles is actually at their best when they walk the fine line between their opposing influences.

The longer that Caestles is a project and the more work they put into constructing songs that blend together their influences, the better the music is going to be. One other thing they need to work on is the artwork, it looks like it was made on a Commodore 64.

6.0 / 10Michael • February 1, 2009

Caestles – We Have Built a New God cover artwork
Caestles – We Have Built a New God — Independent, 2008

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