Each single CD inside wooden box comes in cardboard wallet with credits and new artwork plus individually numbered certificate in copies.. Together they created an amazing conceptual album full of deep drones, tabla-rhythms, and ambient collages.
It is Shiva's land, founded at the dawn of creation. It is India's oldest and most fabled city. The Hindus call it Kashi, the luminous The City of Light. Originally released by Belgium label Sub Rosa in , it was sold out many years ago, and now sees a digipak reissue on Russia's Infinite Fog, with new artwork and booklet. A calculated no-nonsense approach of this nature is often missing in today's crop of noise artists. Edition of copies pro-dubbed on matte black tapes..
High quality atmospheric noise, with long stretches of shifting textures, buried snippets of cinematic scores, crackling drones, and tonal decay. Pasolini's climactic cinematic execution is one of the most powerful examples of filmmaking. The skin of the practitioner's body represents surface reality or maya: The object of ignorance, the root of samsara, which is holding the "I" as truly existent must be killed as the inner enemy, delusions, and the way of the dharma practice: Pure occult Evropean tradition in flesh and bones to hurt you.
Filed alongside Zero Kama or Ain Soph. The layout is executed by Mauro Berchi Eibon Records. This might be their peak. With the acid house experiment fully rinsed from their system, but before donning tinfoil hats for the Time Machine-era recordings, they created Black Light District: When someone asks "where do I start with Coil? This album is a collection of pieces, which are filled with lyrical soundscapes, orchestrated with vocal chants, cimbalom, guitars, percussion, modern instruments and orchestra.
An effort that took two years in the making moreover a journey inspired by ancient world cultures. Highest quality sound, ambient drifts, soft tribal rhythms, touching melodies of Cymbylom and Strings Yang Chin playing by Lisa Gerrard and transcendental vocals. All this gives even more in sum and makes "Departum" pure pleasure listening. CD released in a digipak with massive 20 pages booklet..
For Merzbow, very uncharacteristically "rhythmic" for the time, utilizing drum machines, loops and samples into a chaotic and wild mix.. IF Long awaited release from this legendary Swedish Industrial band! After 6 longplay albums published via Cold Meat Industry; Regain and Equilibrium, in many respects defining the genre, the time has come for the solid 3CD collection of all band unreleased and rare music.
There are 3,5 hours of listening, ecstatic experience and catharsis. Strictly Limited to copies!. Mitt39 Verlautbarung are proud to present a series of exotic aural vignettes, like the dim phantasms populating the minds of Victorian armchair ethnographers.
Dreams of long bygone customs, queer moonlit processions and pre-Sufic mystics. Journeys through teeming, hascheesh-ridden bazaars to the remote outposts of the vast dunescapes. The murmur of a hermit's unbroken wake, huddled by the doorway to the proper crypt of Khefren. All this framed by the ever swirling monomania of discordant flutes, vague swirling melodies obscured amidst incessant ethno-percussion and loops. Edition of copies in brown cardboard disco bags with mounted risographic print and handstamped linen detail..
Hauntingly melodic and melancholy acoustic songs that speak of quiet winter evenings, feeling quite cinematic and introspective. Vintersolverv translate to "Winter Solstice", and the title of the debut album of the project is translated as "Through the hoarfrost on the branches". The mastering of the album was handled by Martin Bous of Attrition. UNR37 Tense, anxious, and spastic, with distorted crunch and an overall manic feel to it, Red Shade Cannibalism creeps along for its 19 minutes.
A decidedly claustrophobic aura encompasses the two tracks, undercut with deliberately insidious intention.. Zealotry, scourging liturgies, repentance, the pursuit of purging the self and the strife to crawl towards the state of ascension. Grimy, filthy death industrial at its finest.. UN32 Posthumous release that we are honored to be a part of. Godcage submits a live track of desperate, shrieking Power Electronics.
The next two tracks are both more harsh noise oriented, and the EP is closed fantastically by a tremendous death-industrial low. This EP was digitally released in Textural, noisy, profound dark ambient with some pretty "melodic" patterns hidden behind layered noises and evolving drones.
Astonishing, to say the least.. UNR34 f you're a fan of Power Electronics, you should check this out. Interracial Sex delivers material that can only be described as precedent-setting.
Another spellbinding work from Leila for those seeking solace in quiet and introspective music residing just on edge of consciousness. In 4 panel digipak with stunning artwork by Matthew Jaffe, layout by Kristoffer Oustad.. UNR36 This material really hurts the eardrums, of course I mean that in a good way. With pummeling high frequencies and samples, that once collaged serve to disorient, Straight Panic provides a raw and painfully realistic account of the consequence of being homosexual in Chechnya, a part of the Russian federation that notoriously persecutes its citizens based on sexual orientation..
Musically, this falls under the category of rhythmic power electronics, but its certainly not beat oriented. Cold analog pulsations and fluttering waves of over modulated distortion with samples and vocals. Has a Galakthorroe feel, but also parts that are reminiscent of a harder Klinik.
CDr, but top notch packaging in black, embossed, slip-case box with booklet and inserts. Released in standard jewel case with new artwork and bonus live track. Bizarre Uproar's album shows the band in it's slow paced movement towards new directions. Since , the surface of Bizarre Uproar has been covered in filthy, distorted mud, with each full length album moving forward from it's predecessor. Rape Africa is the heaviest and darkest album to date; abusive, ultra heavy sludgy bass, colossal, rumbling percussion, and.
A logical continuum of Bizarre Uproar's output!. CSR Praise my fame, my violent heart. Deranged Black Metal vocals over uncompromising, blood-soaked death industrial, rhythmic power noise, and claustrophobic power electronics.
Working with the same unchanging 4 band-members, the musicians continue to revive the true magical sound of the Ancient North. This time the album was recorded without using samples; all parts of the instruments were performed live.
All songs were recorded and mixed in one of the technical quality best Russian studios, "Radio Sibir", which strongly affected the sound quality. All the sounds of nature were recorded in western Siberia and northern Norway. For the first time the 4-year-old son of Natalia and Anatoly, Yuri Pakhalenko, took part. By this they emphasize the concept of the album - heritage. This is very unique, since this technique is a almost exclusively a male singing practice due to its physicality.
So, it's time to start the path to the roots Presented in a 6-panel digipak.. Midori tells a story, the escape from a harsh reality that becomes an echo of nightmares and visions, a house that is the scene of fear and anguish, a soul that is lost in pain to an epilogue of death and purification. The gloomy, intense, dreamlike sound, sometimes distorted, sometimes angelic is the soundtrack of a dramatic story, but also of relief.
Duplicity is the key to this work. Death industrial with female vocals and ambient moments, more dilated, with sounds that also refer to a ritualistic horizon. Lo-fi, raw, feedback-drenched and murk-ridden, with insane vocals. Utterly hateful and depraved, not for casual listeners or the easily offended.. Finnish gutter noise project filled with grotesque noise junk. Scummy industrial filled with negative vibes and a monotonous, diseased feel. Pretty minimal and more atmospheric than what you'd normally expect out of Pasi.
Last track is a 20 minute piece of dark and unsettling death-ambience.. Those that want it, will know it, otherwise be aware of what you're purchasing.. You open your eyes. Your breath feels shallow, the air too thin to breathe. The space you are in feels narrow, the ceiling so close you can almost touch it.
Your heart starts pounding as the feeling of panic brings you to your senses. You seem to be.. How did you get here? Fragments of your memories hover in front of you in the darkness like thin layers of fog, guiding you. Hieroglyphs… A faint voice calling you.. Ager Sonus brings us an ambient album set against the backdrop of lost civilization. Explore occult secrets buried in ancient tombs.. The invitation came in a cinnamon scented envelope. It had been years since your last visit to the hotel, before the headlines of murder had shut it down.
Was it re-opened after all these years? A bottle of pills later, your car pulled up outside the old building.