In both cases the lyrics came first which was kind of a new thing to me at the time. Last year I was on vacation in the northern part of Portugal, in Viana do Castelo, and there was this really tiny room on a fourth floor or something we were staying at. It had a charming little crt television on top of an ancient looking wooden side table and a very small window from which you could see the most beautiful scenery: a number of tile roofed low-rise houses paving the way for a hill dressed in green on top of which rested the stunning Santa Luzia Sanctuary. There had been this big fire in the district the day before (it was fire season) and by dusk the view from the window was shrouded with a densely eerie purple mist – quite the sight. While trying to fall asleep the birds outside chatted furiously as if both confused and angry with it all. The entire thing was remarkable and, perhaps not surprisingly, led to the writing of “Come Flames”. This is a place I want to come back to eventually. Hopefully it will inspire me to come up with something new again.

About a week later we made our way to the south and ended up in the city of Sines (a pretty metal name for a place on earth, I think). Not the most lively of towns, certainly not morally corrupted or reprehensible in any way, just generally uneventful. A good thing if you’re looking for some monotony. Two things stood out for me though: a wonderful, actually old-styled and traditional restaurant with delicious meals and great human beings to boot and a ridiculously kitsch hotel with the smallest bathroom sink I had ever seen in my life. Some rooms even had bidets right at the foot of the beds. Not something you see every day. Put “Little Town” on paper right before we got on the bus for the journey home. The cats were fatter and the house needed some cleaning. All was well with the world.

Nuno
Loures, 7 de abril de 2017

HOOFMARK would like to show its honest appreciation and thanks to Filipa Vargas, Nelson Calvinho, Jiné Lourenço Costa, Sid Camarinha, Vanda Duarte, Hugo Andremon, Jorge Lopes Fernandes, Nuno Fonseca, all the good people of Viana do Castelo and Sines for the inspiration, my family and everyone who supported HOOFMARK’s debut demo.

Listen to Satan Made Me Do It! Shouts to Decayed, Disthrone and Midnite Madness!

Next on the list is an actual LP. Expect some of the purest mixtures of metal and country you have ever listened to or ever will! Keep up with HOOFMARK on facebook at fb.com/hoofmarkofficial, instagram at instagram.com/hoofmark_official, or contact me on hoofmarkofficial@gmail.com. Finally, head over to porchfires.com for a bit of literature.

HOOFMARK is strictly AGAINST nazis, homophobes, transphobes, sexist douchebags and bigots. All narrow-mindedness remains unwelcome!

PS A vinyl version of this single will be made available sometime in the future.