Ghost King's newest single, "Buzzin" is now streaming on Paste Magazine's website

Listen to Ghost King’s new single, “Buzzin” on Paste Magazine!

“Buzzin” takes doomy, smog-filled psych to creepy new dimensions. Opening with a slow strut of garage blues, you don’t realize how much its hypnotic sludge has sucked you in until it’s too late. By the time the grimy, gritty chorus vocals and spine-chilling, paranormal synths kick in, the coffin has closed, the key has been swallowed and you’ve been buried alive. - Paste Magazine

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Welcome Brooklyn's garage rock psychonauts, Ghost King!

We are honored to announce our second band joining the Mind Altar family, Ghost King!

Ghost King was formed by frontman Carter McNeil, a New York City native who spent his formative years in Texas, before returning to the city to pursue music. Shortly after his arrival, McNeil began touring with Spires as a drummer, opening up for the UK band, Temples.

With no prior songwriting experience and countless sleepless nights playing guitar, McNeil conjured up Ghost King’s debut album, Bones with the original 3-piece lineup. After the album release the band moved to Brooklyn, where Daniel Sweeney joined on drums.

On their upcoming sophomore album, Dunbar Swamp (out February 4th), Ghost King radiates confidence with their first single “Slither”, a heavy psychedelic-fueled garage track that will leave you dizzy from its adrenaline rush. Balancing out their louder tracks, the band also dives head first into their own mind, exploring introverted paranoid thoughts from another dimension. Joined by their newest members, Noga Davidson on bass and Pete Spengemen on guitar, the band has been seen playing with fellow psychonauts such as L.A. Witch, ORB (AUS) and Acid Dad.

Watch the lyric video for "Need The Sun" from the upcoming Honduras 7"

Feast your ears on the psych-punk offering from our first release by Brooklyn-based rockers Honduras.

"Need The Sun" opens with a kick drum that keeps your pulse in check while the bass paces back and forth in the background nervously. They are quickly joined by anxious guitars that speak up and lead Pat Phillip's vocals into an authoritative string of statements. The chorus brings in a breath of fresh air, giving the body a chance to loosen up before catapulting the listener straight into a psychedelic keyboard riff that transported here straight from the 60's. Honduras manages to tally up dozens influences by the end of their three and a half minute track, making you wonder how they make it sound so easy.