Swahili hail from Portland, but damn if they don’t sound like a phantasm of some ancient Eastern mystic’s imagination. Powered by ethereal yet visceral chants and tom-tom-heavy beats that open up your root chakra, Swahili’s sound taps into a primal vein of feverish tranquility. Their music exists to help you levitate to higher consciousness through oscillatory drones while elevating your heart rate with mantric rhythms. Tonight is the release party for Swahili’s deep-healing self-titled LP (limited to 300 copies) on Seattle label Translinguistic Other. (Black Lodge, 9 pm)