Kavrila is the hairy ass that jumps on your face while you’re drinking your morning tea. Mercy? No chance. The Hamburgers bolt out of your speakers like a steam hammer on speed, dig out your front yard with a shovel and dump black earth from a graveyard on top of your growing tulips. The recipe for havoc: a fat load of Sweden-Death à la Entombed, a heavy sludge sound in the best NOLA fashion, an occasional Black Metal storm, driving high energy Punk rock and a huge load of rehearsal room attitude. Anyone who’s into amphetamine loaded unpredictable destructive rage, will love Kavrila.
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