
Morah @ Phormix Aftermath, Astron Bar (Athens) 10.09.2016



Here is a new project introducing The Farmers aka Konsnix : Nixxon and Kons Istant from Copenhagen and Heninspace from Dresden. All started with ‘Toss Your Salat’, a dubby/acid jam made during a meeting in Dresden for a friend’s birthday, after listening the track Sacha Mambo decided to put it out on Macadam Mambo. Back in Copenhagen Konsnix started to work on ’70A-1′ a ruff electro track in the Viewlex style, on his side Heninspace worked on ‘Humla’ a bit more atmospheric/acid tune. If you like druggy, psychedelic atmospheres this is for you.


One hour taken from the Phormix Aftermath party.
10 / 09 / 16 Athens.
With a truly wild collection of acid records, No Way Back supremo Carlos Souffront is someone we’ve wanted for a while. And here he is!

What would it feel like to have your naked body slowly submerged in a pool of steaming acid? One would expect unbearable pain, of course – beyond the limits of our imagination – but with his Acid Ambient Vol. 1 on Kontra-Musik, Daniel Araya proves us wrong. The EMS Studio Engineer and producer adjusts the intricate PH levels of this corrosive bubblebath with infinity skilled hands, making the experience thoroughly pleasurable – on the verge of erotic even. Your skin melts away with a sweet sensation of laxity and your muscles and tendons dissolve sensually slow. At the end, nothing will remain below the surface but the pleasure center of your now diffused brain, pulsating with unrestrained satisfaction.

A second utterance emerges from the tomb of DJ Ice Tits. Who was this ancient priest of Memphis whose sarcophagus lies entombed within the Metaphasic Pyramid, inscribed with the Analogue Hieroglyph? These five recently discovered FM transmissions from the underworld, entitled ”Songs about Myrtle Avenue,” may contain the key to this mystery.

Following up from his critically acclaimed industrial flecked debut album on Skudge White; Bristol’s October comes correct with a new series of 10” records, each featuring under-polished no frills club cuts aimed straight at the floor, rough enough to strip paint from the walls.

IXVLF is back at it again following the Language Of mini-album released earlier this year as part of our ongoing tape series. Pushing it further from where we last left off, Connor Clasen’s vinyl debut reflects our ever growing desire to re-interpret club music in its most primitive and cartilaginous nature. While cleverly obscuring any reference to a specific period of time, Involuntary Movement shows a sense of the American-based producer stretching disorienting imagery over the existing landscape of proto-industrial — matching the visual interpretation of Ailsa Ogden undertaking the artwork by way of a new collaboration to be expanded over a handful of releases — where unpolished synthesizers and rhythm machines collide and bawl in a controlled crash. It is an exercise of existing in various states of detachment; a fixation on mechanical repetition and unpredictable behaviors through the haze of helium laughter. Definitely one for the animals.

FR Fels is making his debut on Ortloff Records with a four track journey through analogue mindscapes. Record and sleeve are provided with a phosphorescent silkscreen print.

Here is a new member to the Enfant Terrible family: Utroid. Behind this project goes the producer who was once known as Funxiun and BS-1. The biggest difference between Utroid and the former projects is that the music is less hectic as before. With Utroid the music moves into a more minimal direction while keeping the raw beats and rough vibe.

After crafting the deconstructed synth-pop of Soft Metals for the past 6 years, Portland OR – based synth artist Ian Hicks has resumed his solo output and has delved deeper into exploring the darker, weirder, more mutant alleys of his mind and studio. Inspired by the capricious winter of the Pacific Northwest, early industrial gear experiments, science fiction, horror and the explosion of the modular synthesizer scene in Portland, Ian presents VIY as his initial post-Soft Metals work. VIY is a snap shot of an ever-changing configuration of equipment, textures and moods captured with minimal processing and editing to preserve the original idea in the purest form.

Morah comes from Athens and his record on Lux Rec mirrors this magnificent, spendid, decadent, rotten and grimy metropolis. A long journey into the greek maze. Unsettling at times, not without fear or dismay. And those noises coming from a great distance away, are of fools, demented, lunatics. The release begins with “Around You, Around Me”, a sparse-but-energy packed fusion of wild acid lines, rising and falling, high register melodies, and sweaty, full-throttle drum machine hits. “Don’t Tear My Soul Apart” drops the tempo, but persists with the bold electronic riffs (it’s kind of like the original 1988 version of The KLF’s “What Time Is Love” after a session smoking crack), while standout “It’s Been A Long Time” whips off its shirt for a muscular dance around the altar of mid-80s EBM.

Drum machines, acid basslines and colourful vintage synths are the main characters of this release, blissfully warmed up by the recording on tape. This one will bring some hot vibes in your collection!

This mix is a portion of a live DJ set Trevor Jackson did at the New Dance Fantasy Festival at Griessmühle in Berlin earlier this year in July.

What’s in the du name? 030303 records asked three of their favourite producers with matching names to du an ep together: Ann Harbour’s D’Marc Cantu and Mark du Mosh & Paul du Lac, both from the dutch harbour city Rotterdam. The result is dynamite! A1″Mine Motion” is a monsterous jacker in the rawest form how only mr Cantu can du! On the B side Mark du Mosh takes off with a flight to “Bermuda” with a hot & steamy roaring electronic beast sitting on the wing of the plane and causing some heavy turbulence. Fortunatly du Mosh keeps us flying high with some deep emotional synths. Last but not least Paul du Lac delivers a dark psychedelic techtool called “Beta Rhythm”. A track that creeps under your skin as a virus, causing some serious haziness from noding your head.

Killer raw jacking acid tracks with some old school Chicago influences in a contemporary style. Inter Gritty on Deep Moves delivering the goods.