unholy rhythms

It isn't about if you're the first to hear the music, but the fact that you're hearing it at all. I have an unnatural addiction to music. This is an attempt to "archive" my tastes with collections of links/downloads. follow me: twitter | last.fm | hype | email me: ohunholyrhythms Send me your track *if you want me to remove a link or send me music, email me.

Immersed in one another’s presence - we set out on an expedition to discover all our hidden compositions. Like timid explorers, we mapped out  what was hazardous and what our destination was to be. As the sun slept and the moon arose, we departed into the subterranean of what we were composed of - holding that which was veiled deep within. Diving past the hardened muscle and the gossamer sinew, we were focused on revealing that which was most vital. A viscera flower blossoming for my beloved - flourishing crimson with devotion.

SNDCLD

File under: electronic, dark, sadwave

Once our verbal contract was absolved, I set to work on clearing out the destruction you left behind. There were hints of your being found among the floorboards, the walls, and whatever utensils I chose for that wanton act of expulsion. My ears, still deafened by the suction, that clacking and cracking combustion of your bones, were ringing in aberration. Piecing together the final parts of your dissected puzzle, I began to feel a sense of relief. No longer would I have to hear your drone, your nonsensical soliloquies addressed at no one in particular, the sound of your narcissistic speeches - all that was left were the pieces I adored. A retention of your severed and sectioned remnants -  a menagerie for my viewing pleasure.

SNDCLD

File under: electronic. instrumental. 8bitwitchhouse.

I blogged about CROSSPARTY nearly one year ago, and they’re finally back with a fantastically rambunctious, 6 song EP entitled FANG. It’s boisterous witch rave - an apocalyptic rave set. Booming, thumping, distorted basslines and banshee-esque vocals compliment the corrupted, fuzzy instrumentation. Beautifully brutal, cacophonous yet mellifluous - FANG has become probably one of the best EPs I’ve heard this year. 

Listen and download the phenomenal set here:

File under: electronic, witchrave, eep!

Unable to create what we so desperately wanted to attain, I sought out the only possible outcome I could think of. I would sever the disease festering inside - the growing, spreading ailment which would certainly be the downfall of humanity. A keepsake of our junction - that tumultuous, terrible union which only served as fuel for your transformation. I was haunted by the constant imagery; the horrible, vehemently, vapid expression you held on your face - flesh-flecked nails which would break and bruise my skin - crimson lips parted slightly - seemed to stain my dreams and waking thoughts. And as time slowed to a halt, and my speech decided to cease, I began to etch out the desistance like a sanguineous blueprint. Arduous architect. 

SNDCLD

File under: electronic. longing. sad. 

You had accepted my silence as a form of agreement - that no matter what was said and done, I would go along with your malicious, rancorous nature. I stood by and observed the growing number of cuts and bruises on your hands, the hint of frown lines clandestinely forming on your face, the names scratched off in your notebooks; your daily enterprise composed a trail of what was surely to be your demise. And as I began to sketch out your grand finale, I could feel the elation transforming my once meek and timid countenance. Discordant denouement - cruel coda - all in the name of righteous devotion. 

SNDCLD | DL “ロリコンDREAMS” split  w/ MOETANNN  here

File under: electronic. breakcore. witchloli. wah?

One year ago, I blogged about SOMADAMANTINA and I’ve been waiting ever since for her return. Luckily, she’s back with the vexing/hypnotic, “If you want bil·lietes”. Her flow, on the hook, transforms into an uptalk - like begging a question - and then falls back into a languid censure. Fantastic.

SNDCLD | TMBLR

File under: HOLY EFF.

Surrounded by our vacant words, cloaked in broken promises - we rest - exposed and tortured. You had adorned my chest in your essence - a representation of all that was fleeting. Phrases, our temporary adoration, carried on the humid and musty air, until they no longer existed. Stinging, spiteful, sorrowful soliloquies mixed with loving caresses and warm woe. And with that final acknowledgement - that last exhausted breath of determination - we collapsed delicately upon ourselves.

Bonus: 28 Mansions - Haunt Me

SNDLCD


File under: electronic, dark, sadwave

I was left alone - in the absence of light - with nothing but your compassionate words. Your scent still lingered wildly mixing with the taste of flesh that remained in my mouth. Scattered around my bedside were remnants of the night before - a mix of material, gore, and expectations - a testament of my insatiable, unwavering being. What forces had I summoned to execute such wanton destruction? How could I have been so careless - so comfortable - as to reveal my identity? Paralyzed, I could do nothing but fixate on the remains before me. A cadaverous garland blossoming lovingly at my feet. Anthropophaginian anchorite. Savage solitary suitor.

SNDCLD | BNDCMP

File under: electronic, atmospheric vibes

And once we reached that acknowledgement, unspoken understanding, everything suddenly seemed luminous. Your eyes dilated - enormous murky pools of lust - canines glimmered with drool against the stretched flesh of your cracked lips. Sheer unbridled ecstasy - enamored voracious, companion.

♫ Bonus: As Long As You

SNDCLD

File under: electronic, house, oh yeah

Eager for rapture, I melted into the soil beneath me. I could feel the weight of your body pressing against me - pushing me further into the wet earth. Your hands explored my flesh - pulling, caressing, pinching - no longer could I differentiate your skin and mine. Lips parted, eyes closed, I began to exhale all the inner daemons located, clandestine, within my core. My jaws clicked and teeth clacked violently - hiccuping and purging all the specters I once indulged. Tears rolled down my shaking cheeks as I retched and hurled curses in a different, foreign tongue. And there you remained, steadfast in your determination to rid me of my visitors, until I had no strength left to contest.

Once Vagina Vangi now HAARPS (H▼▲▼RPS) yet still making hypnotic, murky, caliginous sounds. Fantastic.

♫ Bonus: HAARPS x Finanshall x SUPATREE - Cocaine Thuggin 



BNDCMP | SNDCLD

File under: dark, electronic, oooooooooooh