2021 repress, first released in only 50 copies in the legendary bunker mantra box, but now for a short time available to the general public. dark and manic house from the acid coloniae of cologne, by andreas gehm (aka the minister). first part of a two parter.

panzerkreuz sound!

11 dark tracks by freakthemachine (hellboii en goerge manuschki) on the hagues panzerkreuz.

part ii - operated under extreme psychosis, performed live in the dead of night at the studio of the hague s pirate radio tonka , these two records contain an apocalyptic selection of the very darkest moments of its maker, an anglo-french bruxellois driftwood expat washed ashore on the west holland wasteland just to get even more lost in its empty shadow chessboard grid of luscious ghost town smoke screen structures built on nothing but loose sand, to get even more entangled in its reef-like vortex of the fleetwood parkland dune estates artifice of ugly evergreen high-tech verdure of rose and thorn , oh, yes, its many, many flowers sans mercee , red and white carnation, asphodel, or fleur de lys and fleur du mal , all awaiting, lurking gentle softness of the flesh, perfumed for luring prey, yet strikingly hard-wired through the courtly appearance and the troubling foliage of the count s many hidden pleasures, his many secret palace garden hedges, his royal seal concealed behind, oh, yes, its many, many spines, all hiding midst the ticket, like cloak and dagger, that poisoned slip of tongue, or poisoned tip of blade, and all s so easy to slip away and disappear into the vine and creeper, to make one trip and fall in smear of mud or was it blood?

part i - operated under extreme psychosis, performed live in the dead of night at the studio of the hagues pirate radio tonka, these two records contain an apocalyptic selection of the very darkest moments of its maker, an anglo-french bruxellois driftwood expat washed ashore on the west holland wasteland

trippy electronix from shitcluster on panzerkreuz.

over a year into living in the hague, international weirdo and film composer antoni maiovvi begins receiving instructions via his dreams from jaz coleman from killing joke instructing him to make a project called ye gods in order to unite the universe through electronic sound and then to deliver these recordings to guy tavares to desseminate through the world.

very industrial and heavy, certainly no manierism of techno music anymore, but rather transcended into phenomenai of the fearful kosmos , tragic ouranos pankration , all that seems to manifest both wave and particle properties, as apparantly the right block of parian marble had been provided, already containing the very statue itself inside it, for the old, yet merciless tape and tube mastering machines that simply generate xaos , this elusive and inscrutable quantum-engineering process of natura ex machina , and that, guided by providence herself, chiseled away like old praxiteles the soft flesh of the kouros until the bare shapes, ideai of things finally came discovered and exposed to the human ear and body, simply allowing the sound to fall right into its proper natural space form or, perhaps, like in la divina commedia our sad poet laureate in purgatory did wonder: poi s ascose nel foco che li affina , then hid him in the fire that purifies them .

nice price deal !!! darkwave electro-nix.

freaked up. dystopian facemelters from belgiums grim southside.