GORE TECH – ‘MAINFRAME WARFARE MK I’

This was the first Gore Tech mix I heard back in 2010 or 2011, and I was immediately gripped. This mutant sound was everything I wanted from the burgeoning Dubstep scene, complete with 2 step crushing beat perversions and ultra low Bass violations, but with a contamination swirl of tooth chipping Breakbeats and chittering weaponised Jungle mist – A Drone strike of murderous thumping Raggacore, Noise step, breakcore wildman cyborg menacers, ultrafunk bang bang bangers with grainy hellacious textures and fat Bass dangers, lean as fuck rhythms with distorted death kicks and impressive dissonance – spine-ripping Predator bloodrave music! Extreme and metallic, dense with breakbeat design and entropic Dub coursing through it’s veins. Fucking killer.

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WARHORSE – ‘ATLATL’

Broadly speaking, there are only two types of techno producer; those who fuck about, and those who don’t. Slovenian industrialists Warhorse fall emphatically into the latter category as evidenced by ‘Atlatl’, by some distance the most addictive discharge of rancorous aural effluvium it’ll be your pleasure to get smoked by this side of Christmas. Clearly disdainful of the tweak and twiddle brigade and their stultifying micro-manoeuvres, Warhorse pursue a hardline scorched earth production policy here, slashing and burning their way to headfuck nirvana with scant regard for the hardware they destroy in the process. Backing up the threat implied by its track titles (they’re all named after torture devices, mediaeval and more modern), ‘Atlatl’ applies the thumbscrews the moment the needle drops and just keeps on tightening them. A viscous agglomeration of angle-grinder bass, radioactive synth splatter and diseased kicks that burst like bodies on a battlefield, this is sadism you can dance to although it’ll probably blow your legs off. If you’re content to watch techno’s freight train coast gently into a buttercup-strewn siding, please look away now. If, on the other hand you’re the sort of casualty vampire longing for it to hit the mainline buffers at suicidal velocity and catapult fifty tons of scrap iron straight onto Starbucks’ veranda, pull up a deckchair. Crushingly good.

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GRINDTAMAGOTCHI -‘1’

One-human Cybergrinding Noisecore from Japan. Free flowing, process oriented and formed in extreme pressure chambers, dense and overdriven Myspace-era Cybergrind reminiscences in a poorly erased memory bank, reinterpreted to Noisegrinding magnificence – rendering mammalian brainstems obsolete! AI generated hypergrind, reams of psychedelic blasting programmed drum concussion and/or midistrings electronics dissonance in the extreme, pealing out looped melodies to aggravate and scramble, tracks stopping and starting without warning. This first release is without vocal accompaniment, too. Heirs of early 2000’s Myspace Grind genetics mixed right out of the test tube to inoculate new and bio-variable Noisecore forms. If you dig on Kusari Gama Kill or A Beautiful Lotus, I recommend allowing Grindtamagotchi to delete your idiot protein-based consciousness.

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FUNERAL CHANT – ‘DAWN OF ANNIHILATION’

Oakland’s Funeral Chant lurks from the shadows beneath the forsaken overpass to strike with Black Death vengeance!! A putrid breath exhalation of evil Blackened Death Metal mastery, exercised in furiously breathless style with bombastic, tyrant blasting and doom-mongering voluminous atmosphere from behind the kit, some chaotic War Metal aesthetic and opprobrium and a penchant for death-thrashing riff archaisms ala Necrovore, wicked vocal foaming at the mouth in heretical rage and sin, dire delay effects – despotic and uproarious, angel ripping metal of fukking DETH. Carbonized Records has been dredging some amazing shit to the fore, what with Steel Bearing Hand’s album of the year contender ‘Slay In Hell’ last year, and recent efforts from Isotope, Funeral Leech and Socioclast each being beyond worth your attention, they’ve quickly become a label to slavishly follow. ‘Dawn of Annihilation’ continues this gauntlet-run with disgraceful honor. Hails!

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六月花 – ‘赤い夏’

Florid, aromatic Ambient plunderphonics, at a nexus between found sound appropriation and minimalist arrangement, rainswept ambience and chilling harmonics besmoke the mind in vapourous swelter and numbing melodious introversia. “…stressful and fast paced traditional Chinese folk music…” sampled from 1950’s pressed 10″s & slowed to Vaporwave appreciable screwed speeds and decontextualized within gorgeously simple nature field recordings to ecstatic and meditative result, unique in it’s measured instrumentation, singular sound sourcing and slow pace. If this qualifies as Vaporwave it’s entirely without much of the genre’s anti-capitalist contextual limits, but ripe to burst with lulling, somnambulist nostalgia audial event. Wavy, baby. Check out the small blurb on the Fireflower Foundation Bandcamp page for a little more insight and context into the samples on this release.

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ZIRYABI MUSIC TOWN – ‘LOST ARABIC TRANSLATIONS VOL. 1’

A relic of beautiful recovered dumpster music, left behind at the death of Spring Productions, curated and preserved by Jay Watson of the impressively sprawling oddity head shop that is Placenta Recordings. 5 long-ish pieces of Arabic psychedelic Pop/Folk passion. I recon a couple of these songs might be sort of standards, the complex instrumentation is enticing and melodious, rousing and enveloping with rapturous and intense folkish vocal and modal swirling rhythms captured on wobbly tape, then after a quick wash of radio advertisements we are treated to a speaker cone destroying Harsh Noise remix from Watson’s own Dental Work. Killer lo-fi, no audience excellence. Placenta Recordings is further out than you or I. Dude is covering bases others can’t see here.

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RAJA KIRIK – ‘RAMPOKAN’

The mainstream music press, that monolithic bastion of the craven and complacent, would prefer this record didn’t exist. Hermetically sealed inside their truth-proof bunkers, the last thing the embittered scribes of SPIN and Pitchfork need is a blinding bolt of futurism like ‘Rampokan’ blowing their dadrock applecart clean off its axles. The revelatory may be soul food for the cognoscenti, but it’s the retrograde that keeps the balance sheet looking healthy. Best then, to ignore it and hope it goes away. Out here on the periphery, however, such intoxicating mayhem couldn’t matter more. Armed with homemade instruments and a battery of electronics, Indonesian duo Raja Kirik build entire new worlds of sonic possibility, music that instantly renders obsolete so much of what came before, listening to it is genuinely intimidating. First released last year on cult imprint Yes No Wave and seemingly possessed of some hitherto unknown elemental force, ‘Rampokan’ is nothing less than staggering, a dangerously unstable cocktail of hypertensive proto-gabber, free jazz, Senyawa-esque improv noise and Javanese shamanic trance-dance that’s less artistic statement, more apocalypse in eleven acts. This is scarcely an exercise in recalcitrance for its own sake though. No premeditated attempt to colour outside the lines could possibly result in music this nonpareil, this utterly unfettered from trend and genre. Vision appears to be the sole driving force here, and Raja Kirik have it by the tankerload. Acquaint yourself with this mindbomb YESTERDAY. The war on The War On Drugs starts here.

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GORGONIZED DORKS – ‘TOTAL NOISE OVERDOSE’

2nd wave US Noisecore of the highest fucked up order. 2 long brutalising tracks of catastrophic Noisecore mayhem and harsh scrap  cacophany, a vortex of refuse sounds, recorded-to-tape longform psychedelic noise hazards, inventive and obtuse maneuvers in cosmic anti-music CSMD style. Reams of scalding synth bleep and whine into rehearsal room infinity, guitar feedback abuse and non-riff and sampling creates a wall of swarming Harsh, crushed in-the-red recording quality, muffled blasting moves through the mix, maddening vocal erupts from the mayhem, screeching amplifier death straight to the tape, demon-channeling Noisecore mania. Following Katz’ sudden passing earlier this year, any proceeds from bandcamp purchases will be donated to Kittyland Rescue in Desert Hot Springs, California. In honour of a good hearted, kind and feline loving man. RIP Katz Seki!

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RAW WAR SELF TITLED

Bleeding raw noize Crust Hardcore Punk from Canada, now almost a decade old and not in the least bit diminished. Echo disrupted shockwave noise punk Crust, warlike rattling and bloody minded, armed to the teeth with primitive weaponry, raiding the wastelands of the post-modern in search of resources. Noisy overdriven sound pile, Dis worshipping battery of archaisms, Anarcho overtones and Finnish Punk influences, too. Despairing, furious Crust mayhem and unfiltereed Punk rage, devotional D-Beat sermons with well pitched, strangulated grinding Bass in downcast melody, wailing Guitars and melted bellow kommander vokill. Raw, violent Dis rocking mayhem. Hardcore as fukk!

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GOLEM OF GORE / PUTRID STU SPLIT – ‘INTRACRANIAL FUNGAL INFECTION’

A meeting of moron minds match-made in mindless madness – Italian 3 piece ghouls Golem Of Gore excrete thick, burbling brutal Goregrind with killer grooves and savage caustic Bass sound, brutal and heavy as fuck blasting lo-fi bloodshed, snappy and slurpy with the switching tempos and employing lots of crushing double bass. Fucking gross. Then Putrid Stu hits you with 10 tracks of untitled Brutal Death Metal Gorenoisin’ carnage with plenty of mid-paced slams and mince, slimy superbass pathological gurgle and groove torments sewn together with surgical mania, slamming it up with a strangulated super low vocal shifted fury and sardonic, art-crushing mondo-moshing Goregrind idiocy! Grab a copy from the Grindfather, Fix My Face or Terrible Mutilation!

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MEAN SPIRITED DEMO TAPE

More heat from the Blast Addict grow op. Five minutes of bonesawing, inhuman Deathgrind with Noisecore elements, chainsawing lo-fi insidious Gore only for true freak maniacs. Exceptionally battered, clattering non-production noise dynamics with very little low end at all making for sandpapering eardrum scrape effrontery – peeling off of a plethora of rusted bandsaw deathly blood drenched grindriffs, chugging and squalling in warped pandemonium over boombox-recorded hyperspeed hyperbole-enducing blasts, detailed and crammed full of warpdrive kung fu super fills, super thin flat snare sound, deadly and dangerous as fukk with mentalman vocal – pitchshifts, bort bellows and bloody-throated shrieks. Deranged and sociopathic, intense savant outsider Grindcore brilliance. Mean spirited to say the fucking least.

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MACHINE GIRL – ‘MACHINE GIRL VS MACHINE GIRL’

2016 Mix from mutant Machine Girl. Old-skool hi-tek gated Industrial ultra funky Jungle breaks, filtered terror Hardcore in eye-wateringly bright neon colours awash with narcotics and nicotine collides with railgun Techno strike, with generally more linear groove focus and palatable rhythms than some of their more Footwork focused shit. Shuffling fractal step-ladder steppers and smooth shifting tek Funk Bass ambient dotted with irreverent samples, hyperactivity and ego exaltation, a heavy-handed battlesuited bootyclap of breakbeat bodyshots – lots, and LOTS of inebriant fun. Drenched in Dead Leaves aesthetic fructose synthanaesthesia, cloudy audial psychosis 2 step and chaos steps, descending/ascending sequencer lines like vapourtrails in the lurid mind of the paranoiac data trafficker. Cool.

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BESTIAL PUTREFACTION – ‘GORE DRENCHED BARBARISM’ + DEMO + ‘ETERNAL FLESH RIPPING CHAOS’

Two man War Gore Metal monstrosity! Impious apocalyptic Death/War/Gore of total cataclysm, cyclonic Blast Beat and D-Beat barrage with killer massive surface-impact shockwave sound, Guitar and grinding Bass battery of discernably merciless riffs swallowed by a maelstrom of percussive firepower noise, breathless Death Metal riffage buried beneath miasmic noise gore rivers of melted blood and fat only to resurface in a murderous groove, super primitive echo-drenched firebreathing vocal grunt and vomit – this is a visceral and disgusting meeting of bulldozing Goregrind and Blasphemous Black/Death/War Metal. Rabid, retrogressive barbarism, a virulent puking mass of radioactive warring DETH from the realm of endless attrition – I’ve heard that the excellent Sentient Ruin Laboratories have designs on a re-release of this one, and their equally excellent first demo, which sounds a bit like Proclamation with D-Beats. Flamethrowers to the Cowards!

Edit – Scope out Sentient Ruin’s reissue of both demos entitled ‘ETERNAL FLESH RIPPING CHAOS’ here and grab a physical copy!

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G36 VS JK FLESH – ‘DISINTEGRATION DUBS’

Repurposing music as an instrument of discipline has been the modus operandi of Kevin Martin and Justin Broadrick for over three decades, a fact underlined in blood by the exquisite rigour of ‘Disintegration Dubs’, a preposterously punishing confluence of torque and tyranny that administers twelve strokes of the sonic birch directly to the cerebral cortex. Pitting the dread bass belligerence of G36 (a collaboration between Martin and his longtime sound engineer Gorgonn) against the Damoclean, molar-loosening techno of Broadrick’s JK Flesh alias was never going to make for easy listening, and so it proves, with both artists locked in a bout of brutal, beat-murdering brinkmanship that seems destined to end in their mutual annihilation. Broadrick is in particularly truculent mood here, dismembering dub techno alive then flooding its pristine icefields with toxic waste. The carnage is resplendent, but if it’s subtlety you’re after, you’re shit out of luck. G36’s contributions meanwhile (‘Meat Grinder Dub’, ‘Body Crusher’, ‘Annihilation’ … get the picture?) follow a similar, but even more barbarous trajectory to that of recent eruptions by The Bug, hideously deformed composites of deviant dancehall and corrugated dubstep that pummel you senseless before tightening the sub-bass garrotte until your eyeballs pop from their sockets on rivulets of scalding vitreous humour. Dub seldom gets more pernicious than this. Welcome to the house of correction.

WURDULAC – ‘LURKING HAND OF FATE’

Wurdulac is one-man Black Metal from Canada, accursed in immortal absolution. A lurking terror of uniquely paced, ritualistic noisy raw Black Metal from beyond mortality and morality, utterly deranged and erect in languageless occultism. Magisterially buzzing, dissonant Guitars and wyrd sludgy Bass, brute noise riffing in minimal dismal arrangements with broken synthesizers croaking half melodies, largely mid-paced hammerhanded drumming of a distinctly lurching and hypnotizing rote clattering within the din of strings,  pandemonium of bells and atonal purcussion, an aura of muddy grotesque distortion like a heat haze beaming off of unconsumed flesh rotting in a dank cave, adorned in hissing, sulfuric, drooling lunar vocal gurgling in delay – there’s absolutely no romantic becloaked necropervert to be seduced and succored by, but a stinking, insane beast of total lycanthropic noise and bloodthirst to rend you in half in the crude, cruel process of feeding itself, undead in animalistic vampirism and anti-human thanatology. ‘Lurking Hand of Fate’ bears some vestigial semblance to Ride for Revenge, Beherit, Profanatica and Perverted Ceremony – a filthy reeking curse of ritual vampiric Black Metal, staring with yellow-eyed frenzy and dull, base misanthropy straight through your worthless soul!

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SHITGRINDER – ‘ETERNAL DEATH’

A raging furnace of Crust Grindcore from Australian two piece Shitgrinder – Shit-hammering, fecal grinding, outraged anti-social, anti-capitalist-societal Grindcore fucken perfection!  These guys focus on heft and momentum in conjuring a storm of rigid and snappy blasters, augmenting the blur of strings against tempered steel percussion – this is precise and razoring, austere Grindcore with little Metal and less frills, knowing just when to drop from multitudinous blast beats into half time D-Beats and thrashin’ to maximise living room furniture destruction potential. Amazingly well recorded drums punch through a wall of white hot Guitar, low/high classic vocal tradeoff decries mankind’s endless crimes – Crusty and devastating, deathly and dynamic. Reminds me of 324, Assuck and Excruciating Terror, a stable of giants that Shitgrinder can stand beside proudly with this LP. Another fucking banger record from the ever-fertile Australian Grindcore scene.

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PUTRID STU – ‘AMIDST AN ANAL-ANALGESIC ASSEMBLY’

Nefarious one-man Gore dealer Putrid Stu has a maniacal, dexterous aplomb for the combination of Brutal Death Metal and Goregrind/Gorenoise, manifesting devious brutalities of hyperblasting BDM nasty motherfucking stop-start-doom-part-riff-feast and annihilating Goregrind bulldozer slaughter – 3 count snare snap intro to total desecration and pulverization by walls of GuitarBass hyper-riff, short phlegm-soaked chunks of Gore adorned with putrid low vocal vomit, stretched across absolutely deranged blast beat backflips, here provided courtesy of Grandmaster Polwach Beokhaimook, he of numerous amazing Gore/Slam/Harsh Noise projects from the sweltering infamy of the Siamese Brutalism collective, here absolutely decimating the kit in a display that the gods would fear. Crushing shit, just total havoc. Fungating, fetid, fukked up Gore fun!

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FAT MAN MIAMI – ‘FAT MAN’S MIAMI’

The Fat Man’s first foray, registered in frosty Norway but psychically and sonically channeling the Miami haze windz –  An amalgam of miasmic Vaporwave and bombastic Synthwave blizzard, Future Funk/AOR adjacent super-soft rock chops and Smooth Jazz piano licks appropriated from the forgotten realms of commercial music and thoughtless Muzak, drifting melodies and repeated hooks sizzling and degrading in loops in your headphones, plumes of crispy elite beats romanced by unfurling ketamine haze diapason, slow and overdriven, drowning in numbness and the sense that things could have been better – illusory and saccharine sweet, a vaporizing, unreal delight of filtered as fuck Vaporhouse radiance. Killer.

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SPIRITCZUALIC ENHANCEMENT CENTER – ‘CARPET ALBUM’

Jazz is anathema to countless otherwise eclectically-minded music fans, and perhaps understandably so given the over-sufficiency of hamster-cheeked modality merchants noodling themselves numb at the trad end of the spectrum. Wisely however, outernational collective Spiritczualic Enhancement Center spit in the eye of such tedious virtuosity signaling, opting instead to establish their commune beyond the mainstream’s manicured banks in the lawless hinterlands where dissidence trumps orthodoxy and fusion takes a back seat to fission. The result of multiple recording sessions by an 18-strong cast of conspirators, ‘Carpet Album’ (no, me neither) is the musical equivalent of a fly agaric binge; a multi-tentacled chimera that, despite sporting the speculative friction burns of Sun Ra and Alice Coltrane, actually cleaves closer to krautrock’s serpentine inner spacefaring and the outré œuvre of such contemporary mystics as LCSM, Mansur and The Heliocentrics. Piquant with percolating synth, dub-flecked percussion ricochets, wah-wah guitar spume and aromatic Turk-psych curlicues, this is sonic alchemy of the highest esoteric order; a mind-dilating pleasure cruise to rattle the resolve of the most fervent jazz detractor. Your magic shagpile awaits.

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NYCTOPHAGIA – ‘TERRIFIED OF TOMORROW’

Annihilating one-mind multinational Crustcore/Grindcore apocalypse from Nyctophagia, at once the bastard child of hyperblasting  Goregrind like ‘Putrefaction in Progress’ and some sort of tetsuo-style reanimation of a classic Crustcore sound ala Disrupt. It’s a thing of thuggish, mutant beauty, conjuring a world in total meltdown, satanic assasinations and intentional human kineto-detonations unfurling amid a din of dense, deathly grooving blasts and sickening head crushing d-beat/half time transitions, deadly metallic Guitars with lots of Thrash and Death riffs and leads and chimeric super burbling lows / crusty low grunt / pitch shifted vomits vocal assault, scaffolding a platform of hysteria-enducing, catchy as fukk, nightmare future Grindcore! Crucial.

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