Harsh Noise Music

Angstlustvergangenheitsreste

Carsten Vollmer and Martine Chine collaborate on a massive chunk of deep dark drone noise interspersed with fragmented sounds that may signify the “remnants of the past” hinted at in the somewhat faux-Freudian title, “Angstlust” meaning the thrill one can get by voluntarily venturing into dangerous situations. In a certain way, venturing outside of the controlled realm of 'proper' musical practice into the mayhem of a harsh noise performance can probably offer a sonic equivalent to this kind of thrill, so the title seems somewhat programmatic for the meeting of these two adept noise performers – Martine Chine with their more rhythmic, percussive approach and Carsten Vollmer working with harshly distorted oscillating frequencies.

TRAVELLER

THIS IS A HARSH NOISE EP INFLUENCED BY MERZBOW, INCAPACITANTS, TAKESHITA, AND MASONNA. LONG LIVE EXPERIMENTING WITH SOUNDS. LONG LIVE HARSH NOISE!

Slaying the Prophets of Baal

Dense, multilayer and fearsome noise wall dedicated to the slaughter of prophets of false god Baal by prophet Elijah. See 1 Kings, chapter 18 for details of this glorious victory.

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The Dormition, Assumption, and Coronation of the Blessed Virgin Mary

An atmospheric harsh noise / ambient / drone triptych dedicated to ancient Christian beliefs concerning the Holy Mother. A conceptual release fully corresponding with the icon by Elias Moskos (1679).

Fatalism & Resignation

Low-end driven, artificial harsh noise navigations meet raw, organic, old school deafening improvs with a psychedelic touch. Tales of predestination and nihilism aired with mutilated soundwaves.

Extracting the Secret Name of Ra

Ambient noise wall with Egyptian background.

Blitzkrieg

Devastating lightning bursts of unrelenting, sharpened harsh noise. . Sonvol [Slovenia] Sonvol project born in 2006. First recordings made around 2000. First EP released in 2009. Constantly releasing since then - mostly harsh noise. https://krepproductions.bandcamp.com . [Listen. Save. Download] 'Blitzkrieg' by Sonvol .

Sado Rituals / IxSxDxSxTxP

Ambient and harsh noise walls for naughty girls and boys.

Trembling Shadows

Fluctuating ambient noise wall with hallucinatory vibe. Mind-bending and haunted.

Roman Punishment

Inanition and Sado Rituals joined forces to proclaim sovereignty in the ancient HNW fashion of truly Roman harsh noise cruelty.

EP

When the Electric Sorcerer in Bat-Wings arriveth—mouth crammed full with dead cities and sepulchral teeth—the whole Universe becometh his prey-thing. All things grind within Him. Monuments. Human-insects. Sheet-metal. Rust of the world-that-was. Fauna, flora, the wind which shall moo no more... All swallowed into the Great Electrical Wrongness. All chewed. All becoming inside-meat. Big jaw snapping in the vacancy of the coming Abyss. CLACK—CLACK—CLACK. O great jaw. O idiot jaw of the after-world. Acid slobber dribbling down through the injured centuries, melting the bruised flesh from whatever still pretendeth to have a body. Skin goeth first. Then name. Then memorybone. Then the little secret animal behind the eyes. And blood. And liquefied grey matter. Running forever forever down down down a spiral staircase carved directly into the spinal column of eight billion vanished victims of the Subterranean Catastrophe. THE MAW REPLETE WITH IRON SCREWS, REMNANTS OF GUM-FLESH & AGENT ORANGE—YUM YUM, SAITH THE MOUTH -Sir Kuliktavikt

Problem Acquisition

ECHØVEIL Records is immensely pleased to present Problem Acquisition, an exclusive new offering from Whore's Breath — forty-three and a half minutes of absolutely masterful HARSH NOISE WALL, dripping with explosive feedback and strange electrical secretions, simultaneously abrasive and unexpectedly gentle on the eardrums, much like a good Dominican rum is gentle on the throat: it burns because this is apparently one of the ways pleasure has chosen to communicate with us. The sound here is raw, yes — but strangely liquid. Viscous. Libidinous. A great lubricated mass of electricity slowly burying body and soul beneath its impossible weight, ploughing through both with considerable enthusiasm. Electricity dreaming aloud about chthonic entities? Alcoholic verdigris scrubbing the small intestine? Perhaps. Perhaps this is a hunt. A GRAND ROYAL HUNT of the old world. The horns have sounded. The horses are foaming. Poodles have been nailed to the earth beneath golden crosses and are now tearing themselves in half in their eagerness to reach the bloody prey. But why bother killing the pheasants? Look upward. The sky has already taken care of everything. Apocalyptic and swollen, veined with glistening yellow-fuchsia streaks, it has quietly committed genocide against everything unfortunate enough to have lived beneath it.

Life After 2

The bolts are humming. There is a multicoLoreD metaphysical fire poker lodged somewhere inside my ribcage, and from the wound come schizophrenic butterflies, rabid phosphorescent cockroaches, soft winged screwdrivers (square-headed), blood-soaked Froot Loops, lunatic seashells, star-snow, dancing celery dipped in pink vinegar, chocolate praying mantises and enormous quantities of confetti in every possible—and several impossible—color. This is Aubade. One of the many unstable identities of experimental artist Angel B.—also responsible for Narehate, Beholden, Kept Woman, Muybridge and other mutations still crawling between names. Life After 2: six delightful transmissions, six to eighteen minutes each. Modular noise-muzik. Petrochemical psychosis. Burroughs cut-ups translated into sound and left fermenting beneath an explosive sky that shines-shines-SHINES over the night of asphyxiated days. Sometimes liquid: molten metal screaming. Sometimes gaseous: curare clouds giggling like tiny anthropomorphic cartoon mounds of cotton candy. Sometimes solid: asphalt to snort. I vomit manga pages while my spleen implodes. Katana-JAZZ?! A string quartet eating magic mushrooms—slightly sour, slightly sweet. Vapor-Noise-Emblematic-of-the-Flaccid-Suzerains? Yes. It is beautiful. I want to gouge out my eyes and stuff this sound-matter into the empty sockets instead. And finally see. In four dimensions. -Sir Kuliktavikt

I hated this place and I have come from it

LOUDsilence welcomes Crepuscular Entity back for round 4. Two long pieces of hard sound for toughest minds to take in. Raging harsh noise wall fires push out searing heat. Frequencies blare from all ranges. Catharsis is difficult but possible. 1. Faced with finality, I choose calamity 20:15 2. Faced with reality, I choose frivolity 24:18 The titles of the album and track on it are sourced from lyrics from the song 'The City Consumes Us' by The Delgados. All manipulation of sounds by Ken Jamison https://basementcorner.bandcamp.com/music . [Listen. Download. Repeat] .

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Harsh Therapeutics

Progressive harsh noise, field recordings, and brutal soundscapes. GET SOME.

Static Cult: Wall Noise Compilation

A HNW/ANW/DNW compilation.

1-800 MELTDOWN

Experimental noise rock, heavy, loud, sometimes harsh Rare, unreleased, covers, experiments. Obliterate the goal, make the journey the process and the end all. Continue the continuum. The eternal return. We hope you enjoy this peek into the process. 18 tracks recorded at Trainwreck Sound Studio, WestEnd Studio and others, including covers of Bauhaus, Killdozer, Die Kreuzen, and The GoGos. Demos and bonus tracks from 'Men Are Monkeys. Robots Win.' Experimental pieces, demos, songs composed at various levels of completion written with bass players Josh Newton (Shiner) or Billy Smith (Dirtnap). Also thanks to Chris Metcalf (drums, “Sick With It”), Jason Gerken (drums, “End All”, “Pink Room”), Paul Malinowski (bass “End All”, “Pink Room”), drum programming on “Melt” and “Cotton Bolls” by Duane Trower, lead co-vocal on “Double Dare” by Josh. Chad “Spiv” Sabin - drums on Undone, (from the 1999 film "Strange Days” / Glazed Baby split 7”) Guitar by Steve on In the Face, Gothateria. Keys on 1-2-800 by David. Phone by Josh. Josh Newton - bass, synth: In the Face, Monkeysmoke, Gothateria, Beestings, 1-800, One Month X Sick With It (Dandercroft comp - Anodyne Records), End All (KC Misery comp - Red Decibel Records), Glass Parade (Decline of Western Civilization comp - Ant Records), Beestings (Starkweather split 7” - Supermodel Records).

Your prayers, your ardent desire to choose your own paths and push forward, they surpassed even my own.

A huge, three hours long work about falling into depression, helplessness and desperate efforts to dig out of this black hole. Slowly developing, layer-shifting ambient and harsh noise walling with a collaborative, static part in the middle. A thing to sink within and battle your inner demons, but the result remains up to you.