Alcázares — IMPUREZA

IMPUREZA aren’t here to gently strum a flamenco guitar by the fire while you sip sangría. They’re here to belt you in the teeth with it, flamenco strings and all. Alcázares, their third full length, is a 49 minute history lesson wrapped in a fistfight — the Reconquista retold through blast beats, guttural roars, and enough Spanish flair to make Paco de Lucía rise from the grave and headbang.

From the opening instrumentals of “Verdiales” to the throat ripping fury of “Santa Inquisición,” this record does not piss about. “Pestilencia” sets the tone, dragging you into a plague ridden hellscape of coughing peasants and divine wrath while fretless bass and flamenco runs twist beneath the brutality. It’s death metal as theatre — violent, theatrical, and dripping with atmosphere like a torchlit fortress wall.

Watch the YouTube clip to “Pestilencia” here

What makes Alcázares stand out isn’t just the sheer heaviness (though it’s fkn massive), but the way IMPUREZA seamlessly stitch flamenco’s odd time signatures and frantic accents into the carnage. These aren’t token acoustic interludes shoved between riffs, the Spanish DNA bleeds through every track. It’s chaotic, sure, but it’s also masterfully integrated, making each passage feel like a dance between elegance and obliteration.

Production wise, Sébastien Camhi and Jacob Hansen give the band a mix sharp enough to cut stone. Guitars shimmer and crush, bass slithers with menace, and the drums punch harder than a hangover at midday. Seven years since their last album, IMPUREZA sound hungrier, meaner, and more ambitious than ever.

Alcázares isn’t just an album, it’s a siege engine, battering down the walls of extreme metal and planting a flamenco soaked flag at the top. Brutal, innovative, and gloriously unhinged, it’s Hispanic Metal at its most feral — 9/10.

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