Attending a Kithkin show is like forging into the woods and losing yourself in some sort of animalistic ritual. On stage, the Seattle-based “treepunk” four-piece pounds on drums, claps, screams and squawks creating an entrancing and primal sound over their punk instrumentations. But since releasing last year’s debut LP Rituals, Trances & Ecstasies for Humans in Face of the Collapse, the group has moved away from so many drums on stage and has added in samples throughout their new tunes. Whatever their recent approach to rhythm is, expect it to inspire.