It’s fun. It’s exhausting. And if that contradiction bothers you, congratulations: you’ve finally understood tech death.
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It’s fun. It’s exhausting. And if that contradiction bothers you, congratulations: you’ve finally understood tech death.
It doesn’t sound like doom and it doesn’t sound like folk; it sounds like the slow formation of something that shouldn’t exist but somehow does.
his is the record you’ll reach for when the noise of a burning world matches the noise within.
The important thing is to power through and powering through is Author & Punisher’s MO.
It sounds like a legendary rave your subconscious recorded while you were passed out on the bathroom floor.
This is not music normal people enjoy and even less choose to play and it’s a good thing.
A bleak, feedback-drenched descent into sonic horror. Stomach's Low Demon is sludge metal at its most atmospheric and disturbing.
You don’t get two None So Viles. You should be happy it exists and that it changed everything.
Thirty-three minutes of self-inflicted psychic damage and you’ll ask for another serving.
Some records scream to be heard; this one waits for you to get quiet enough to notice it.
You’ll pretend it’s about the beat, but this EP know what you’re really feeling.
If you’ve ever wondered what it sounds like when two Norwegians weaponize ambient music into a philosophical death spiral for machines and memories, this is your chance.
