Marrowcall by Flintbone

For ages, the Bonekeepers held vigilance, bound by the old ways, the crushing weight of memory guarding against the Hungering Hollow. It was a cold peace, born of duty. With Marrowcall, something shifted. We dug deeper, not into more ruins, but into the echoes within ourselves. This album isn't about the void outside; it’s about the vital spark within, waiting to be remembered.

You'll feel it from the first breath of ‘Beneath the Stone’—a cautious stirring, the slow grind of ancient earth giving way to something new, something luminous. The very air around us during those sessions, filled with bone resonance and the hum of reclaimed church organ chambers, felt different. It was a listening, a deep recognition. Then, ‘Names in Marrow’ pulls you into those cathedral-like echoes, a raw dialogue between what was inherited and what we’re becoming. It’s the sound of voices finding their distinct shape within the ancestral hum, no longer just a chorus but a collective of individuals. We’ve always worked with the bones, the earth, the primal; here, it felt like those elements were finally speaking back, not just through us, but *to* us.

Then there’s ‘I Am Found’. That one… it hit us harder than anything we’d written. The mantra, “I am found beneath the stone,” it just erupted. We found ourselves chanting it, even when the mics were off, a true anthem born from the dust. It’s an infectious current, a primal hook that feels older than fear itself, carrying that electric thrill of knowing who you are, what you’re capable of, even when buried by ages. We wanted to capture not just the sound, but the raw joy, the laughter from those communal moments when traditions aren't burdens but sources of new power. This isn't just a record; it’s an invitation to that shared dance.

‘Ritual of Becoming’ feels like a guided journey, the collective supporting the emergence of the self. We pushed the prepared guitars to sound like whispers of forgotten rites, guiding those transformations. And 'Hollow Transformed'… that’s where the true shift happens. The drone that once spoke of menace now pulses with something else, something regenerative. We looked at the shadows, at the Hungering Hollow itself, and found that true power isn't in avoidance, but in honest confrontation. It's an alchemy of sound, turning dread into a profound wellspring.

Then 'Antler Crown' rises, a monumental declaration. When we played that one, surrounded by the towering antlers and stone, it felt less like a performance and more like a coronation, an honoring of hard-won wisdom. Each bone strike, each soaring overtone felt like a testament to what's earned when you truly know your place, not just in the old ways, but in the unfolding present. And ‘Generations Sing’ is that long echo, voices from the past, present, and future blending, proving that identity isn't a break from tradition, but its deepest fulfillment. It's a conversation across millennia, felt not just heard.

Finally, 'Beyond the Cave' opens it all up. This isn't just for us, or the Bonekeepers; it's a song meant to ripple outward. The wisdom isn't a secret to guard, but a gift to share. It's the sound of transformation carried into the wider world, a potent echo that resonates far beyond any ancient stone. We’ve poured our marrow into this one, searching for the raw heart of it all, and what we found was a song that reclaims, transforms, and ultimately, affirms. It's a heavy listen, yes, but it carries a light that’s been hidden for too long. We hope it finds you.

We dig up bones from old graveyards and turn them into instruments. No vocals, just the sound of death talking through mammoth tusks and cracked femurs. This is what happens when folklore meets the end times.