"Our music sounds like shit - and we don't care!"
We are an electronic band dedicated to punishing our listeners with terrifying audio. We make anti-music for cyborg funerals, broken hearts and fried circuits that cannot be fixed. If you don't find what we do to your liking, don't worry - it is not for everyone and your taste in music might simply not be refined enough.
- machine within
- the way home
- the day i would be god
- new gods arising
- the stereophonic shit jam experience
The first 6 tracks were produced in a dorm room in 2005; they were intended as 3 "singles" with A/B sides. The following 5 tracks were made under difficult circumstances, marking an end to a troubled time. We're not ashamed of our early work and won't do the weak-ass thing of demoting them to "demos"; these are the actual songs, the way they were intended (if anything, they are a bit over-produced).
Attemps were also made around this time to establish a live setting, but these efforts crumbled mostly because we were broke as shit and couldn't secure the equipment we needed, and we had grander visions than playing a wave file from a laptop in a dimly lit garage.
Most of these titles came about in an time when it was cool to be edgy and write everything in lowercase. Today we would probably have opted for all-uppercase, in accordance with our brutal attitude, but we will leave the old titles unaltered as an historical document. For consistency any new releases will also follow this style.^W^W^W^W^W^W^W^W^W^W HAHAHA WE LIED
Songs For Lonely Fax Machines
In 2020, after 9 years of silence (but not inactivity), we released our album "Songs For Lonely Fax Machines".
The workflow for this album was a radical departure from our previous work, using custom-written software and a decade of accumulated hardware. It's not as distorted as our older songs, but it's just as sincere.
As the music landscape has shifted drastically over the 15 years we have been active, we intended this album to receive a more widespread release on popular streaming platforms and "digital marketplaces", but our chosen distributor couldn't cope with the pressure of releasing something this brutal, pure and uncompromising. (They had few qualms, however, over releasing a track from a "hard dance" collaboration whose driving element consisted solely of the phrase "fuck some bitches up" repeated over and over; mostly they were concerned about getting the spelling right.)
This only serves to prove that we haven't lost our edge.
We have never tried to please the masses or let marketability limit our artistic endeavours, so we're once again going the tried-and-tested route of creating our own release channels and bringing our work directly to the listener - you. So if you're reading this, thank you for being a most remarkable weirdo.
You may download, play and spread our songs as much as you want (we rip our samples anyway, from a multitude of questionable sources, so we are hardly in any position to argue intellectual property rights or moral superiority).