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Gruntsplatter - Pest Maiden
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE. Grim, opressive deathscapes. haunting atmospheres / impending doom / obsessively constructed heavy electronics detailing the plague devastation. Reissue of his early 7" + cassette release on Troniks (1999). Remixed & remastered for your ultimate death trip.
The Rita - Bodies Bear Traces of Carnal Violence
ABSOLUTELY UNCOMPROMISING. Pure sound influenced by Italian Giallo violence & harsh noise cassette culture. Extreme, dirty, low-end electronic crust. First proper cd release from this long-running Canadian cult act, following notable cdrs on Self Abuse Records & Chondritic Sound as well as several self released cassettes. Two tracks, 60+ minutes, including a collaboration with Texas sleaze sicko Mania (Taint). black gloves and razors.
Contagious Orgasm - From the Irresponsible Country Sounds
Long-running japanese electronic/experimental/sound collage artist with releases on Ant-Zen, Groundfault, & more. Horror soundtracks and death woes meet Japanese found sound and funk bros. woah.
Luasa Raelon - Consumed Within the Years of Lead
Brooding, dark industrial material with insane structure and sense of space. inspires a sense of unease and dread, total midnight music.
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Orthrelm/Behold...the Arctopus - Split $5
This CDEP features a new, exclusive song each from New York tech/prog metal wizards BEHOLD...THE ARCTOPUS and shred meltdown duo ORTHRELM, overdosing the listener on spastic complexity and insane instrumental prowess that will liquify your grey matter. Adorned in eye-blazing original artwork from VOIVOD's Away. DECIBEL Magazine said "...Both Behold… the Arctopus and Orthrelm stake their reputations on disciplined improvisation, but the work itself necessitates auto-destructive imperatives. Their elusive, dizzying sound evokes Zorn’s work with Painkiller and Masada and is equally reminiscent of Coltrane’s abandonment first of bebop, then the matrix he developed with Giant Steps before venturing outward into the spiritual impossibilities of modal jazz. Behold’s “PAINcave” begins a dialogue between guitar and drums that culminates in a regurgitation of what’s just been digested. Unlike Orthrelm, their use of viscous sounds lubricates and combusts, taking a circuitous route through dialogical syncopation, call and response, and load noise intensity. Like Zorn’s work, it’s moody and agitated, at once brooding and decisive, storming and wailing with purpose between chromatic tantrums. Conversely, Orthrelm’s “Pithot 1” abbreviates their 2005 ode to concentration, OV. A series of profound declensions and cartoonish riffs, it scrawls a Mike Patton caricature, then burns it in effigy. As much a song as a trigonometry lesson, Orthrelm’s guitars and drums chase a parabolic rollercoaster, cascading down asymptotic peaks with fearless elegance. Orthrelm draw a smiley face on repetition, the hallmark of nightmare logic allowing cat and mouse to lose meaning only to become a chicken or egg proposition in which the cat’s left chasing its tail. Each generation is more distorted, violent, and funny: as Tweety is to Sylvester and as Tom is to Jerry is to Itchy is to Scratchy ad infinitum; or as Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? playwright Edward Albee once put it, “Good, better, best, bested.”
The Mass - Perfect Picture of Wisdom and Boldness $8
The 2nd album from Oakland California's THE MASS further refines the band's unique brand of malevolent indie-thrash, oozing a crawling heaviness not apparent on earlier releases. Crushing, epic, and melodic...moving beyond the hyperkinetic seizures of City Of Dis, here THE MASS whip out blazing, staccato riffs and multifaceted vocal attacks that knife through complex structures and sludgy, epic elegies, as wicked saxophone melodies interweave with angular crunch and creepy nocturnal post-rock. Like a stuttering, bat-winged Bay Area thrash metal outfit arming itself with Louisville/Chicago schooled math-thug asymmetry, pounding dirge-core, and fierce,evocative jazz flourishes while lobbing some whopping bonged-out grooves, THE MASS continues to evolve its cryptic heaviosity.
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