one of the most diverse artists in contemporary electronic music is back on pinkman, with more than just another 12. to give him the freedom to experiment and roam between different sounds, textures and influences, black merlin will be doing a trilogy of releases for broken dreams. the first one - sformator1, is a ghastly and infuriating techno ep. dance floor obliteration assured and more is to follow.
pinkman delivers another sturdy record for the connoisseurs of discomforting electronics. the second 5 years of tears release unifies 6 artists, each with their own interpretation of the labels ill-famed sound, embodied in vibrating basslines, metallic beats, and corrosive acid. gear yourself up for yet more nerve-racking music and get accustomed to the obscurity of this series of releases, because the madness is all but finished.
alex dorn aka credit 00 takes a sidestep from his uncanny valley/rat life camp to showcase his rumbling, industrial machine funk and bad-ass attitude on pinkman. vision gets blurry and panic sets in as the a-side track exctasy overdose blasts with vibrating basslines and shrieking sirens. on the flip we have the stripped slowbeat electro cut data control, showing a huge middle finger to online mass surveillance. the ep ends with the weirdo jam weg von diesem ort in which alex samples synth and covers vocals of an obscure, industrial cassette tape from the early 80s.
kris baha turns to pinkman with a standout 5 tracker blending influences and ranging from ebm, darkwave and experimental electronics. what makes them work together is a shared industrial edge, spine-chilling atmospheres and minimalistic vocals. by finding excellence in diversity this record is equally suited for boiling dance floors and home listening purposes.
pinkman records presents five years of tears: a string of releases dedicated to celebrate the 5th birth year of the label. the first volume features contributions by 3 of the labels usual suspects, as well as newcomer randstad. ernestas sadaus powerful, raw and menacing cut starts sets the scene for alessandro parisi to delve deep into his synthesizer toolkit. what comes out is a highly emotional production, infused with sirens and melodies that may cause tearful mourning on the dancefloors. on the b side identified patient provides yet another one of his notoriously slow and filthy underground creepers, while randstad delivers another burst of energy that celebrates raw percussion, gloomy pads and haunting vocal samples.
straight out of underground paris and right onto pinkman s broken dreams arrives myn. the public systems label boss follows up a debut track on his own label with a poem about gloom, desolation and anger written in native machine language for the rotterdam imprint. the a stanza describes a mental outburst with punchy lines written in raw percussion and disconcerting 303 work. following a line break, the b stanza changes the meter from 4/4 to pummelling broken beat in a piece about power and dominance titled black rose . the violent poetry concludes with yet more deathly rhythms and spine-chilling verses in core collapse .
for the 23rd release on pinkman, rotterdam based mitchell goor delivers a 4 tracker of slow, raw and warped techno. the contrast between unpolished percussive instruments and ethereal melodies reoccurs throughout the release and gets polished and refined by haunting vocal samples and pungent acid bass lines. this gives the record an ability to take audiences on rollercoaster rides through tension and anger as well as hope and promise, powered by permanent, adrenaline stimulating, raw energy.
kris baha turns to pinkman with a standout 5 tracker blending influences ranging from ebm, darkwave and experimental electronics. what makes them work together is a shared industrial edge, spine-chilling atmospheres and minimalistic vocals. by finding excellence in diversity this record is equally suited for boiling dance floors and home listening purposes.
being closely connected to the label, it was only a matter of time before daniele cosmo was released on pinkman. at long last, he makes his debut appearance with co-conspirator cco as savage grounds. what they came up with is a tight two tracker presenting full speed, minimalistic punk electro workouts. both tracks, while boasting with furiosity and dread, as is often the case in the broken dreams releases, carry an infectious groove that is guaranteed to get bodies moving in the highest gear and right into the abyss. pressed on a single 7- this concise release is far from falling short in completeness, expertise and potential to break dreams.
SOMEHOW SOMEWHERE THEY HAVE HEARD THIS BEFORE (CASSETTE)
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pinkman welcomes maenad veyl to its roster of artists for his debut release in the form of the labels second tape. make them remember sets the gloomy mood with clattering percussion and ghostly synth lines. the messy drum patterns of taiko death rhythm are breaking up the cold mist. the a-side of the cassette is completed by the melodic slow burning energy of d.m.m.r.m . on the other side state ov apprehension and sotto gli occhi tutti further darken the character, to then pave way for in ruins to finish the damage with it s ethereal, yet soul ripping guitar riffs. *** digital download code included ***
having already debuted on the pinkman main label, identified patient now steps up for the pinkman broken dreams series for your stripped back content. the whole ep is furnished with the sinister and commanding vocals of sophie du palais, also known as vrouwe fataal, creating an infectious vortex of panic and scare to abort your dreams. throughout the release, hazy percussion is carefully seasoned with the bitter synth lines and guitar riffs from lasznkioff. the first track, peaceful panic is in full seduction and fetish mode, setting the scene for the better corners. sleep without rest violently tightens up the leather and gives you your kicks for thrills. the ep ends with frenzy: messed up intermezzos with lasznikoff, mixing up an 808 with his destructive guitar rig and, as he states, everything is done. throughout the release, hazy percussion is carefully seasoned with the bitter synth lines and guitar riffs from lasz nkioff. the first track, peaceful panic is in full seduction and fetish mode, setting the scene for the better corners. sleep without rest violently tightens up the leather and gives you your kicks for thrills. the ep ends with frenzy: messed up intermezzos with lasznikoff, mixing up an 808 with his destructive guitar rig and, as he states, everything is done.
pinkmans broken dreams welcome a new midnight malcontent into the fold, ernestas sadau debuts with his first 12inch - gonzo on tour. sirens blare, samples hiss in a haze of static before a grizzled snare introduces riots in jail near kaunas. grubby basslines curl into shards of acid, full figured thump sweetened by fragile bars. crackheads from lyon is steeped in the traditions of garage bands and d.i.y. punk. strings snarl and sneer at crashing drum beats, lonesome notes floating in the surge. the foul tempered hiroshima (acid breaks your body mix) demands the flip. beats break and buckle under the leer of lewd 303 lines, a finale bubbling over with violent intent.
a dusty tape of six tracks unearthed beneath the pinkman broken dreams division. nothing is known about this unnameable artist apart from his sound. a legion of hiss marches across the cassette, a blighted beat bites into lancing synthlines that bellow and writhe in their pitiful attempt to escape. strings are left to howl in turmoil in tracks born out of a crude joke and wry smile. mick wills offers no condolences, the stuttgart man lashing away any humanity with his embittered edit. found in the pit, made for the pit. *** digital download code included ***
four years after his excellent eclipse 12-, roberto auser is back on a rotterdam staple: pinkman. color your soul has adopted some, but not all, of its older brother s attributes. lumbering with menacing intent, the title piece leaves wreckage in its bruising wake. -do you want to believe- is cut from the same deviant cloth. grunting rhythms stomp on tortured strings, industrial shrieks cry beneath the boot of a raging beat. the closer, -wake u up-, has auser toying with his victim. steam hisses, acid lines bulge, pistons pound and sirens blare in this boiled work of brooding brutality.
2017 repress! dj overdose brings us higher and higher with this new versatile 5 tracker on the rising dutch label pinkman. cinematic soundscapes combined with sinister electronix. comes with beautiful artwork on a disco sleeve. tip!
the brooklyn sessions bring together old and new pinkman friends. annanan returns, this time with maroje t, for three pieces of ny darkness. acid tainted torment opens the 12inch, pain and rejection catalogued in the barren confrontations in terms of sexuality. i saw you maintains that cold edge. militaristic percussion is dipped in industrial grease, lost samples circling in a haze of distortion. the pair explore reduction with tracks being boiled down to leave only distilled dread behind. the breathy vocals of i am close, drum patterns looped into machine groan and the aching abyss.
alessandro adriani weaves a nightmarish scenario as the mannequin man returns to pinkman s broken dreams with four hardened works. beats are shaven into rigid points as ebm echoes are speared with contemporary contempt. throughout the quartet are moments of exotic abstraction, psychological stresses and visceral disorders. music for sleepless nights and addled minds.
identified patient debuts on pinkman with a brimming 12 inch with claustrophobia and paranoia. acrid acid lines have been boiled down and smeared across cranking percussion. sired in a soup of static, a blackened groove stalks the entire ep. dusty beats are rinsed in smelting liquor, a smouldering ebm undercurrent surfacing as the noose tightens to a close.
jann arrives on pinkman with a soundtrack of breathless panic, an ode to a blighted world of diesel fumes and indifference. rhythms are grizzly, gored and torn. thick chords judder, revving like a clapped-out engine as metal slashes at savaged snares. acid scorn is poured on this inhospitable world, amplified by the haze of distortion that clouds jann s hard and cold vision.
das ding, the dutch wave savant, arrives on pinkman with four works of full bodied synth sorrow. freezing rain pelts rusting machinery, a barren land of decay stretches out onto dancefloors. rasping rhythms and lumbering bass buttress bitter chords and grinding notes that compel bodies to move. and within the dereliction, behind the dilapidation and rot, burns a purity of expression that is emblematic of danny bosten s consistent quality.
"pinkman stoke the furnaces of despair, fuelling them with black merlin. conveyor belts grunt out resentment, cold chords curl, synthlines sneer and pallid percussion punctuates. noise echoes above, hammered clanks exploding into shards. below the work continues, sweat smeared stains and hissing airless gasps. in the end, all is swallowed; gulped into the gaping assembly line."
g string brings something new to the broken dreams pot. stripped down, bare bones blackened machine music. decoration is removed, the ornate purged. in their place sit burnt out remains. chords are hollowed and scraped, rhythms smeared and smudged as loneliness is amplified. a stark and spartan statement of grey skies and dark eyes.
betonkust and palmbomen ii are back with their second collaborative effort. this time on the dutch pinkman label. six brand new tracks that seem a lot darker than their previous work. somewhere between belgian new beat from 1988 and the west coast sound of holland. a lo-fi nightmare that turns out to be reality. pounding drums, paranoid acid patterns and angsty out of control synth choirs.
burbling basslines. hissing hi-hats. snapping snares. soulful synths. streams of machine currents meander and merge in the red hour, mark du mosch s debut ep for pinkman. four cuts of compelling and complex electronics, each track offering a different side of du mosch s sound. textured techno from the margins.
mannequin records alessandro adriani is up next for pinkman s white label series and the flavour is unapologetically wave. melodies ghost, whisper and finally roar as the italian pushes the parameters of darkened electronics. croaking samples and brutish percussion coiling to a bitter end.
introducing broken dreams, a new series of white label releases on rotterdam based pinkman label. first up is metropolis, who returns with four wave, electro and body music hybrids. a quartet of tracks that draw on lapien s diverse catalogue, this is undoubtedly some of his darkest music to date. acid, new beat and post-punk influences bubble and churn throughout. crisp beats crash, strings lament, vocals sigh and synth stabs squirm for an ep that refuses to conform to norms. a hoarse and harsh cry to open a new pinkman chapter.
following eps for creme organization and w.t. records, art crime delivers a four tracker of meltingly good music on pinkman records. chords cascade, blending and reforming, in the warming wonder of still life , dead carnation is from a similar place. keys skipping down scales, dancing down them as percussion lends a touch of weight. distant is the mood changer. rain falls, smoke whirls and the night descends in this dark and intoxicating encounter. but those clouds part for the close. lush pads and soaring notes break through for calming currents of the less than aptly titled hectic . an artist rewriting stereotypes, an ep of true quality.
debut four tracker by peeping tom on the pinkman imprint. blistering techno and dramatic electro injected jams from this unknown rotterdam based voyeur. comes with an insert with pictures taken on the streets by the peeper himself.
the mysterious talent antenna shows his tough, high impact house sound for his second release on the dutch pinkman label. first up, ‘childhood’ is a mid tempo bit of elastic, groove driven house with whirring machines, raw synth patterns and filtered, muffled vocals. hi hats add an incendiary element of pressure but really this one is all about the pinging, rubbery drums that flail like drunken limbs. ‘when i read my book’ is another purposeful offering riddled with melody and deep drums, slapping claps and lots of jittery cow bells, impish synth sounds and bass kills that brings a real sense of energy to proceedings. lastly, ‘in august’ is a tripped out cut with skipping kick drums, celestial and heavenly, glassy melodies and skittish percussion that all glide along in alluring and off kilter fashion. this is house music, but not as you know it!
acid, no wave and experimental house producer drvg cvltvre has been busy recently. after releasing with chris moss acid on shipwrec in 2014, vincent koreman then served up a full ep of his own, on dutch label cos_mos and is now back once again with a new four track affair on pinkman that comes two years after he offered up the label’s first ep in 2013. up first, * my houz* is a swampy house track with heavy drums, whirring machines and white noise textures all adding up to an intense affair that sounds like little else. then comes * tyranny of the gods* , a slow tempo but high impact track that builds and builds on a nerve lead synth line as frazzled bass props things up from below. dark and weird, occult and rave, its another unique proposition. on the flip, * sleepdealer* is an unbalanced house track with taught, tight bass and is shot through with laser like synths. serene and spaced out, it makes way for closer * crack spirit guide* which is a noisy, intense and brooding fusion of crisp percussion, big walls of synth and chattering drums that really have you on edge. once agin, then, drvg cvltvre has come up with the idiosyncratic goods.
the dutch pinkman label is back with a new ep from xosar, who debuts on the label and covers release number 10. xosar is the berlin based, american born producer who has excelled on lies and rush hour with a unique, experimental sound that draws heavily on the hardware she uses as well as a live, freeform approach to arrangement. here she comes correct once more with two new cuts of mystic techno.
unstoppable youngster innershades comes with a new limited four tracker on the pinkman imprint! the belgium based talent shows hes definitely not a one trick pony and continues to explore his sound even further. this time by releasing two phat old school electro inspired bangers, and two synthesizer (nu)disco tracks which already proved to be fully effective on the floor!
the mysterious antenna project drops a new limited 12 inch on the pinkman imprint. cold east european house tracks topped with melancholic vocals. straight from the attic, all recorded on the fly. comes with cover and label artwork designed by the artists themselves
the second ep on the dutch imprint pinkman comes from roberto auser who brings a varied ep with his unique westcoast sound. first off is the outer space dance track never say never again, remixed by dutch techno pioneer mark du mosch on the flip. the final track eclipse brings us back to his native country ausland, a tribal battle track for all the weekend warriors out there
the first release of the new dutch label pinkman contains four great tracks from drvg cvltvre, formerly known as ra-x. his music is slow, doomy, with broken disco and house elements, focussing on on hypnotic repetition and percussion. most of the music is made with electronic means, but is rooted in an organic, percussive approach.
mrsk on skudge! their fellow swede and long time friend drops his debut on the label and smashes it! tip! the label say: in time, skudge releases the second and rugged release on skudge presents. mrsk does things in his own style, where stripped, waveish sounds builds onto each other.