Kithkin are a Cascadian youth tribe out to spread the hidden knowledge of the forests. Through its performances, Kithkin hopes to confront crowds about the impending ‘end of things’ through witchee rhythms and chaotic sorcery.
Their first full-length album, Rituals, Trances & Ecstasies for Humans in Face of The Collapse is treepunk for potential heroes who want to have a good time, even when the world has been engulfed in magefire. It is intended for questing, thrashing, and confronting the end of things. The album was released via the label Pesanta Urfolk on May 20th.
In the band's own words: These past couple of years have felt like a long night at times. All of us in Kithkin—Tin Woodsman, Spirit Treader, Bigfoot Wallace and Shredder—have had fated confrontations with death, loss, disappointment and anxiety over that span of time. Oftentimes, things felt out of our control and wildly up to the whims of the cosmos.
But having survived The Collapse, we are much stronger now. Now that we’ve finally settled into this massive new world, the recognition of its benevolent chaos and the awareness of our smallness gives us comfort—a comfort not unlike that of fence posts smoldering in the fireplace, boozy homemade egg nog, or Diablo III.
We decided to channel all the grappling and howling we did over the past couple of years into something we could hold. An artifact, if you will.
We began forging that artifact during the apocalypse at the end of 2012. An ungodly amount of drums later, we’ve finished it. And now, on this longest night of the year, Kithkin would like to announce that artifact’s name, and its future home. The Cascadian Youth Tribe is excited to inform you that Kithkin’s debut album 'Rituals, Trances & Ecstasies For Humans in Face of The Collapse' will be released this Spring on Pesanta Urfolk. We hope that this artifact will help comfort all those humans actively engaged in confronting The Collapse, and energize them to rapturously thrash about like the heroic doomslayers they know they must become.
Today may be the longest night. But the longest day isn’t that far away.
In the meantime, Kithkin hope to make a trip down to Southern Cascadia in order to learn how to make chicken coops from the Urfolk.
As that old, timeworn Cascadian saying goes: “Behind every great doomslayer is a great chicken.”
You’d best pay heed to the ancients.
Stay Warm, Kithkin.