BACK IN STOCK! Broken English Club on Oliver Ho's own label Death & Leisure. LP format!
Label info:
After the White Rats trilogy behemoth that came out on Lies records, Oliver Ho’s Broken English Club returns with a startling album exploring technology, reality, spirit and the self.Coming on Oliver’s own Death & Leisure imprint, The Artificial Animal is a no compromise journey through raw data noise, feedback, raw dubby techno and experimental cut-up sound pieces.Throughout the 12 track album there is a sense of overload and electronic fevered hallucination counterbalanced with primitive rhythmic machine music.The pulsating low throbbing bass and soaring synths of Ersatz mark the beginning, the drama slowly builds with caustic noise and arabic trumpet calls. This is closely followed by the stuttering sound collage of The Artificial Animal. Concepts of spirit, artifice and technology are the inspiration for the chopped up clips of tv show exorcisms, inter spliced with feedback and static, creating a bewildering kaleidoscope of sounds and texture.After this shocking introduction we jump straight in with Snub, a heavy relentless acid track with roaring distorted drones, that constantly moves higher and higher in intensity. The Slow Bleed follows with dubby warehouse beats and metallic screeches echoing in the background. Concrete is next with broken scrap metal rhythms and melancholic synths which bring to mind early Apex Twin. Next is Sink, a barrage of undulating spiralling synths, white noise and mashed down-tuned vocal take everything into an experimental direction. Following this, Neck brings Warp style staccato bleeps and broken beats, creating a kind of plastic funk. Collapse brings atonal synths and sea sick shimmering chords over heavy drums. Blood and Wire takes a turn into ambient synth atmospheres punctuated by heavy blasts of death metal screams and white noise, creating a feeling that Is both ethereal and maximalist in its level of intense noise.Next is Grey Sands, a dusty atmospheric groove with sparse squarewave bass stabs and industrial high drones. The album moves towards its end with Pervert and its cycling knife sharp buzzing synth drops, raw data noise and psychotic low vocals. The final goodbye is World of Fire, moody ambient atmospheres with glitch slow motion gabba bass drums and the repeated vocal phrase, “Everything’s on fire”. In its entirety the album is a dense collection of sounds and rhythms, theres nothing here for posers, techno fashion victims and party tourists, this music is for obsessives looking for noise and raw broken soul.
credits
released August 4, 2022
BACK IN STOCK!Blood Debts' is the compulsive debut album from Years Of Denial, the alter-face of London-based French musician/producer and DJ, Jerome Tcherneyan. Though his formulative Marseille youth was spent exploring the darkest corners of post-punk, New Wave, not to mention Public Enemy and the inspirational Mille Plateaux and Basic Channel labels, Tcherneyan, already an extremely capable drummer, quickly extended his sonic palate toward and beyond the bass-heavy electronic isolationism, insistent beats and drone experimentation that's still very much prevalent in his work today. One should not either pass over his integral contribution to the much-lauded, though stolidly underground "ghost-rock" unit, Piano Magic, which engineered sublime collaborations with Brendan Perry (Dead Can Dance), Simon Raymonde (Cocteau Twins/This Mortal Coil) and Alan Sparhawk (Low). Tcherneyan, always prolific, can also lay claim to impressive collusions with Bonjo Iyabinghi Noah (African Head Charge), Damo Suzuki (Can), 70's psych folk legend, Mark Fry to name but a few. In 2005, Jerome founded and promoted the infamous 'Flesh' parties; guests including Andy Stott /Claro Intelecto/Edit-Select/James Ruskin/Kirk Degiorgio/Mark Broom/Oliver Ho/Sigha/Steve Bicknell and many more. These nights served as an invaluable education in Techno and Dubmixology; marathon sets played deep into the sunrise. Skip forward a decade and the DJ bug is even deeper embedded, with Tcherneyan sharing the booth with, amongst many others, Orphx/Phase Fatale/Joefarr and London Modular Alliance. Tcherneyan's muse and foil on 'Blood Debts,' his first for Oliver Ho's splendid and already essential new Death & Leisure imprint, is Maya Petrovna, an entrancing London-based vocalist, film composer and performance/physical theatre artist, whose voice perfectly evokes Billie Holliday, Diamanda Galas and all stations between. There's a black neon heart at the centre of 'Blood Debts,' a fetishtic ritual of contorted flesh and altered states; a feverish, infectious paradox of primitivism and modernity. Years of Denial is the ghost in the machine.
1. Struggle 2. Here In The Gut 3. Metal Wave 4. Metal Wave Broken English Club Remix 5. Hashima 6. Purgatory
Debmaster Vs. Coco Lowres: Gang Of Siwa / Dönerboxing
<iframe style="border: 0; width: 480px; height: 600px;" src="https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=2552919495/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e32c14/tracklist=false/transparent=true/" seamless><a href="http://karlmarxland.bandcamp.com/album/karl-marx-land-005">Karl Marx Land 005 by Debmaster vs. Coco Lowres</a></iframe>
Excellent first release by Assimilation Process, a new project by Noize Creator!
"a vivid mix of digital processed sounds in combination with field recording
and other analogue sound sources. All 6 tracks draw their energy from the severe contrast between melancholy and noise intensified by the rhythmic structures and the instantaneous sound pressure."
<iframe width="100%" height="166" scrolling="no" frameborder="no" allow="autoplay" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/344067790&color=%23ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&show_teaser=true"></iframe>
Label info:
Queens, New York’s Speak Onion (Dan Abatemarco) emerges from the darkest sub-basements of drum and bass to fire his opening salvo on Ohm Resistance. “Unanswered”, a contorted fusion of warped edits, seething noises and confrontational atmospheres is equal parts dance and slaughterhouse floor – arresting the senses with an unabashed sonic assault.
Capturing the energy of Speak Onion’s legendary live PA performances onto recorded media, it features a diverse roster of guest appearances including Paul Belbutsi (Mercy Choir), Will Smith (Artificial Brain), Heidi Harris, Conor Wallace (Forever and Everest) and experimental hip hop lyricist, Wolfie Vincent.
Each of the LP’s 11 tracks is a unique artistic statement on its own – but they come together to create a cohesive whole of emotion and intent that pushes the boundaries of breaks, bass and noise.
“It’s official: Speak Onion is one of the best American breakcore producers.” – Wrecked Distro
“A sort of alien-with-turrets sounding atmosphere/noise dips in and out of the shadows before this rubber-band-on-crack bassline boils to the surface and the percussion freaks out to the Nth…” – Grindthieves
“…Giger-designed Alien monster hooks that live and breathe for a matter of seconds before being subsumed again into the programmed Armageddon muck of the song” – Splice Today
“This is the sound of the U.S. underground Breakcore scene, a quickly evolving genre, and Speak Onion is one of its masters.” – Heathen Harvest
“Enough nasty, pixilated bass synthesizers and stuttered tripwire breakbeats to satiate a dozen warehouses packed full of revelers, but the relentless waves of twinkling keyboard figures underneath all that havoc come bearing cosmic melodic gifts.” – Village Voice
“Blending the intricacies of breakcore with the sheer power of noise, Metabolor is perfect for the breakcore fanatic.” – Regen Magazine
“Stylophonic-esque synth flails and sirens a-shrieking, sticky-sick pulses a-gurglin’, nagging beehive blisters with interruptions that evolve into what sound like songbird massacres, itchy static scribbles, growling digital feedback wraiths, breakbeat patter so breathless it stutters. This shit is tight.” – Friday Night Noise
“…deluge of battered beats and sharp hooks pushed to the frayed ends of sanity.” – Chief Magazine
<iframe style="border: 0; width: 100%; height: 120px;" src="https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=1200442547/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e32c14/tracklist=false/artwork=small/transparent=true/" seamless><a href="https://ohmresistance.bandcamp.com/album/unanswered">Unanswered by Speak Onion</a></iframe>
7" release by Tzii on his own Night on Earth label from 2015.
One copy back in stock
<iframe style="border: 0; width: 100%; height: 120px;" src="https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=321796151/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e32c14/tracklist=false/artwork=small/transparent=true/" seamless><a href="https://tzii.bandcamp.com/album/elagabalus-the-solar-cult-spielzeug-muzak-10-noe-09">Elagabalus & The Solar Cult (Spielzeug Muzak 10 / NOE 09) by Tzii</a></iframe>
Low Res returns to the vinyl front with a 12" with the original and three remixes of Adjust's Titan.
Fresh from the pressing plant!300 copies, exclusive distribution by Praxis
<iframe style="border: 0; width: 100%; height: 120px;" src="https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=530230090/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e32c14/tracklist=false/artwork=small/transparent=true/" seamless><a href="http://lowres.bandcamp.com/album/low-027-titan-remixes">LOW 027 - Titan Remixes by Adjust</a></iframe>
LOW 027 - Adjust - Titan Remixes - 12” Vinyl
In an era where paltry software remixes are a thinly veiled attempt to retread played material as a weak appeal to launch unknown producers, or worse, a desperate plea for social followers in a bootleg capacity, it seems the critical art of the remix project is a dead and rotting half-eaten corpse on the tracks of electronic music’s underground railways.
Enter, the Titan. Only on Low Res Records.
An original track by Adjust, featuring remixes from Meander, Detroit Gore Police and Tarmvred. Each producer armed with the pedigree and capability to strip you of your fingerprints and leave nothing for dental records to trace, all with the single push of a space bar.
As your speakers begin to spew a straight up sonic seance surely to suture your future wide shut, the darkness grows colder with each revolution of the record and the needle digs deeper into your vinyl skin within. Each groove that passes, you have no choice but to submit to pure mechanical breakdown and are forced to peel your skin back and expose your very essence to the frequencies that begin to deconstruct your pithy soul. This is a total scrotal recall of Schwarzeneggerian proportions.
Leading with the Meander remix, you the listener are instantly punched in the throat and the perineum with both of Mike Tyson’s robotic iron fists at the same time. Pain, ecstasy, bewilderment and the thrill of the kill in one gigantic money shot. Little hope is left, writhing helplessly on the ground, as you stare up from the floor starstruck with delicious agony. The blood in your mouth tastes like nectar, your eardrums swollen with fear. With the value of the remix steady on the decline, this remix is measured not only in decibels, but in body counts for the coroner.
Then the Detroit Gore Police remix backs up the dump truck and drops seismic kicks and concrete bricks that grind your bones into a gelatin mâché that gets funneled into whats left of your ears, force fed by bass lines that make your eyes pop like condoms filled with phosphorescent urine from the gods, punished and pummeled, weak and forgotten, you prepare to leave the world like you entered, naked and afraid…
But before you can wither away to dust and resign from your mortal coil, the Tarmvred remix howls across the sand under the moonlight sky and circles your perimortem crawl towards death, slowly splitting your black oak, spreading your gates and turning your kingdom of suffering into a final frozen tomb of eternal sleep. A crushing whirlwind of creeping metallic devastation that pierces your innervision. No one on this planet does, like Tarmvred does.
Finally, seemingly as an act of moderated mercy, the original version of Titan by Adjust is capped off as the coup de grâce to abuse and confuse the polymatic construct of acetatic compounds found in pounds of sounds. You muster to escape by seppuku, but are only drawn to block high decibel punches in bunches with your face while your orbitals are destroyed by audibles of psychotic southside chicago acid jungle nightmares that your diminishing soul lacks in capability and composition to escape from. You never stood a chance. It’s over. The needle runs out the groove and darkness falls into a static silence as amplified paper scrapes close out your existence… you are lost and alone, on Titan.
Brand new on Sozialistischer Plattenbau, debut album by Kosmokotze.
after the already sold out kosmokotze on tape, here is his first 12inch vinyl debut release. kosmokotze once more delivered some purely analog electronics with this six tracker. first track “stechuhr” (timeclock) is a collaboration with istari lasterfahrer, who forged the original pinged filter sequences with some hyper house beats. “eigenstrukturanalyse” (not there) is a short abstract selfgenerated patch that flips between different time bases. “mittelmeer” (Mediterranean) drifts as a minimal drones piece based on tape echo feedbacks and rare small melodies. flipside basis of the track “unbezahlte überschriften” (unpayed headlines) is a 44 step sequences that drives a constant morphing pattern into lucid dreaming. “nicht dort” (not there) is another short electronic piece with a chaotic selfgenerating patch and the last track “als befreiende moment” (as a liberating moment) based on the same modular synth patch as “unbezahlte überschriften” but with other parameters set to the voices and tempi, it bangs happy around just to freeze up after a couple of moments into slow morphing sculpture of itself.limited to 150 copies. total playtime around 30 minutes, record comes in full color printed cardboard sleave and download code, which include the tracks of kosmokotzes first tape “blau auf gelb das muss nicht sein”.
<iframe style="border: 0; width: 100%; height: 120px;" src="https://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/album=1020710897/size=large/bgcol=333333/linkcol=e32c14/tracklist=false/artwork=small/transparent=true/" seamless><a href="https://digital.sozialistischer-plattenbau.org/album/kosmokotze">Kosmokotze by Kosmokotze</a></iframe>Tracklisting:1stechuhreigenstrukturanalysemittelmeer2unbezahlte überschriftennicht dortals befreiende moment
<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Mfp_7JDA4wg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
Impressions from the Ruins of the Empire by Luciano Lamanna, Fire at Work and Somatic Responses. The first side is a long techno track by Lamanna which gets kinda trippy after a while, while the other side sees Fire At Work in a slower 4-4 mode. Somatic Responses add a nice experimental track with broken beats.
Vinyl re-release of the ultra-limited Killbot 15, which was as lathe cut of only 25 copies.
Available for wholesale/distribution!
[CMO-01] Spaety -- Memero First Closebrace M Openbrace Records release on 7" vinyl. Tracks are from the Memero "Squarewave Injection" Ep: memero.bandcamp.com/album/squarewave-injection 1.SPAETY 03:51 (side A) 2.CTRL+Z 03:50 (side B) Recorded on October 2013, Berlin, Germany. Music made by Memero (www.memero.org ) using LSDj on a DMG-01 Gameboy (pro-audio mod). Originally created and produced by the australian Killbot Records, Geelong Australia. http://www.killbotrecords.com/ Reissued by Closebrace M Openbrace Records, Berlin Germany. www.closebrace-m-openbrace.com Artwork by vascobrighi.tumblr.com Special thanks: belligeranza.c8.com www.rexistenz.org