January 2025

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WL//WH - JANUARY 2025 \\ Post-Punk/ Coldwave/ Darkwave/ Synth-Pop/ Minimal Synth

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Third summary compilation Cultro Sub Costa released by Prague based industrial/noise/techno crew Wrong follows up the first two tapes Suspicion of Doubt (2017) and Occasions to Sin (2018) and now represents the 2019-2024 timeframe. Old tracks meet new ones, foreign names meet local artists and genres clash on this double tape. 

A side starting with dreamlike intro nervousness of Bernardino Femminielli setting up the tone, followed by feverish ASMR trap-trip of Okitap, Oil Thief’s groovy synth-noise, dirty punk-electro cuts of Kabal and HANGMAN, Swordsmith’s heavy cyber dancefloor mover and closing with Vein Data and his overdrive guitar electro ballad.

Side B is filled with abstraction and weirdness and opening with cinematic industrial ambient of Amethyst, then turning tides into more rhythmic territory with occult vibe of Espectra Negra, lo-fi hypnotic synth drama of Christophe Clébard, screwed rhythmic madness of Carrageenan and ambient melancholy of Kult Masek.

Side C starts by No Nation dealing power electronic blow, with following tight electro rumble of JNKR, Blush Response with his sharp and hasty broken techno, Filmmaker’s dirty grind, Ireen Amnes with her synth driven coldness, trancy tragic of Destruction Derby and EBM goes trance track by HKKPTR.

Compilation is closing on side D with last two guests: STATIQBLOOM and his apocalyptic techno monster and Zuzana Hakl with speed electro dizzyness. And apart from them the last side belongs to Wrong crew: HYΛEN, Trauma, C4AT and The Undertaker’s Tapes. 

This collection represents what is Wrong



A1 Bernardino Femminielli - Johnny's Blues
A2 Okitap – Tamam
A3 Oil Thief – Wayward Sentiment
A4 Kabal - I Paid 1000 To Play This On Your Showcase Festival
A5 HANGMAN – Hunger
A6 Swordsmith – Ramping
A7 Vein Data – Pantomime

B1 Amethyst – 5002.20141538
B2 Espectra Negra – Rubber Rituals For Industrial People
B3 Christophe Clébard - L'Enfer Est Mon Voisin
B4 Carrageenan – Disambiguation
B5 Kult Masek – Ornament

C1 No Nation – Mercy Blow (Version)
C2 JNKR – Tunnel
C3 Blush Response – Compulsion
C4 Filmmaker – Singularity
C5 Ireen Amnes – Daydream
C6 Destruction Derby – Sun Scream Vapors
C7 HKKPTR – Individuum

D1 HYΛEN – Paincake Catapult
D2 STATIQBLOOM – The Serpent's Tail
D3 Trauma – Bag Of Bones
D4 C4AT – Occupation
D5 The Undertaker's Tapes – W4EVA
D6 Zuzana Hakl – Wrong


Mastered by Wim Dehaen 
Pro-dubbed by Headless Duplicated Tapes 
Cover by KudlaWerkstatt & C4AT 
Print by KudlaWerkstatt 
Released by Wrong 
2024

Christophe Clébard - L'Enfer Est Mon Voisin

Pre-Release track (+Zozi Vox in final release )
Dec24 
Recorded and mixed in
Weird Sounds Studio
Athens

Μάτριξ

LYRICS

[The Crime]
In the velvet wavelength
I don’t feel so blue
Let the ocean take you
You don’t have to choose

Sleeping through the daytime
Wake up to the moon
Nothings gonna hurt you 
They’re just passing through


[spacedout]
I can feel the colors breathe
Seeping in my skin I feel alive
Feeling lost I think I'm dead, dead
Grim reaper took away my life
I can feel it now baby 
The world is in my hands
I know, I know I can't look back 
I can't stop now

Eyes fill my room 
They whisper their song
They stare back at me
We dance all night long
Crystal demon in my room 
The scythe has my name
It tells me “It’s okay, be not afraid”

[The Crime]
In the velvet wavelength
I don’t feel so blue
Let the ocean take you
You don’t have to choose

Sleeping through the daytime
Wake up to the moon
Nothings gonna hurt you 
They’re just passing through

[spacedout]
Eyes fill my room 
They whisper their song
They stare back at me
We dance all night long
Crystal demon in my room 
The scythe has my name
It tells me “It’s okay, be not afraid”

Cybershot

looking around ,look in the mound
listen the sound roam in the town
walk like a cat in a old trap
knees scratched by the ancient game

then climbed the wall throwing the stones
against an enemy now ghost

the fleeting figures wandering 
in togas among the broke ruins
like millions spirits ,kindred flee
now insist their saga in us so weak

but only stone and stories speak
only unknown portraits now still .
a dream that hovers like a fog
between us and the modern world

a love observe the inanimate
already takes a sacrifice,

looking a the fight looking that  fly
I see a monster in the sky

The empire in a nameless closet

Trust in me

I don’t know if I’m human  
I don’t even know what it means to be 
Human anymore  
Falling off the world 
I don’t think I can do it  
I just really can’t believe 
That we’re still fighting a war 
Same shit as before 

I know it’s something special 
Just part of the plan 
If we’re going somewhere 
Then I’d like to understand  
It’s nothing special  
Just part of the show 
If we’re going nowhere  
Then I’d really like to know 
I get impatient 
It’s part of the ride 
In the many places 
Where the fear often resides 
I’ve got so much running through my head 

I don’t know if I’m human  
I can only know what it means to be 
Helpless and afraid 
Of the world we made 
What the hell are we doin? 
I just really can’t believe 
That we fucked it up so bad 
Only chance we had  

I know it’s something special 
Just part of the plan 
If we’re going somewhere  
Then I’d like to understand 
It’s nothing special  
Just part of the show 
If we’re going nowhere  
Then I’d really like to know  
There’s nothin’ to it 
Keep living the lie 
In a broken system  
That could care less if we die 
There is so much we could do instead 

I’m through 
Playing the game to lose 
Paying the same ol’ dues 
What’s it take to be human?
Don’t know what is true 

We’ve devised 
Complicated lives, 
Enterprise, 
Convoluted lies and enemies 
Idolize, 
Comfortably blind, 
Compromised, 
Careful with your time and energy 

I know it’s something special 
Just part of the plan 
If we’re going somewhere 
Then I’d like to understand
It’s nothing special  
Just part of the show 
If we’re going nowhere 
Then I’d really like to know 
I’m not impartial 
I know where I stand 
I can’t tell if anybody 
Really gives a damn 
And I don’t know what else could be said 

I’m through 
Playing the game to lose 
Paying the same ol’ dues 
What’s it take to be human?
Don’t know what is true 

We’ve devised 
Complicated lives, 
Enterprise, 
Convoluted lies and enemies 
Idolize, 
Comfortably blind, 
Compromised, 
Careful with your time and energy


Written/Composed, Performed, Produced, & Mixed by Star Madman
Cover artwork by Star Madman
Released via Headphone Music Label

Human

Out now: mechatronica.bandcamp.com/album/keygenerator-ep
 
EP playlist: soundcloud.com/mechatronicamusic/sets/l-f-t-keygenerator-ep-w-imogen-remix-mtron042

L.F.T. returns to Mechatronica with his unique, signature blend of new wave and breakbeat influenced electro for the mind, body and floor.

Boldly shaped by distorted drum machines, gut-wrenching grooves and haunting vocal chops, the KeyGenerator EP comes backed by an explosive IMOGEN remix and an occult collaboration with Cardinal & Nun.

A spellbinding record on its own, and another crystal clear testament to L.F.T.’s razor sharp sonic vision and ability to generate new styles from the past, present and future.

A1 Toxic Piss
A2 Cursed Ship
B1 Cursed Ship (IMOGEN Remix)
B2 Digital Drips (w/ Cardinal & Nun)
B3 Vancouver 1982

More music on Mechatronica by L.F.T.
mechatronica.bandcamp.com/album/red-pyramid-ep (EP)
mechatronica.bandcamp.com/album/tr-ume-von-gabriel-w-dollkraut-remix (EP)
mechatronica.bandcamp.com/track/no-indication-l-f-t-remix (Remix)
mechatronica.bandcamp.com/track/l-f-t-cut-a-hole-in-a-fence (VA)

@lfttrax
@cardinalandnun

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KeyGenerator EP

[ Buy on Bandcamp ]

L.F.T. - Digital Drips (with Cardinal & Nun) [MTRON042]

Limite

Solo DIY project from Seattle USA

Break
See me when I snap
fucking freak
I'm angry all the time
watch me shriek
at a hill i can't climb
cause i'm weak
beat myself stupid
the bruises on my wrist
the throbbing in my head
the problems i can't fix
my futures dead
ambition adrift
I live for nihil
I work for nihil

i'm a burden on my self
a burden on my friends
a burden on this earth
that's all i know
I will struggle my whole life for a roof on my head
for a stone on my grave
for food in my gullet

Self harm
self hate 
can't escape it
hyperventilating cant shake it
Black vision
faint standing
brain is ill
cant function
always crying
stagnant still
Painful body
why bother trying
world is evil
no redemption 
it all accumulates on my weak self
my brain cant stimulate
already in hell

Mood Swing

Designed through vintage sounds and ghostly virtual realities, this track is the first exctract from the album "The Ghost of Silicon".
This is also a tribute to the underated and pioneer electro-industrial band "Skinny Puppy" (skinnypuppy.com)

Each month, I will release a new track unfolds as a chapter in a post-industrial odyssey—a reflection on the promises, failures, hacking world and computer exploration of our digital age.

It's the January track !
Enjoy...

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"Evil_Death_Suffer" immerse us into a cybernetic world. In a dark atmosphere, pulsed by EBM and new beat rhythms, each note resonates like a binary code of modern angst. It tells the story of a hacker, lost in the immensity of the web, struggling with inaccessibly truths, one eye glued to a screen, the other staring into the abyss. Existential dread manifests in every beat, every distortion, every breath of the electronic universe. The system is failing, and the human mind desperately seeks meaning in a world that feels both too vast and too cold.
An infernal spiral where control slips away, and the human being finds itself caught in the web it has woven. Welcome to the age of digital suffering. "Evil_Death_Suffer" is a sonic journey where the fear of emptiness and the quest for truth converge in the digital darkness. Dare to follow it?

It's the February track !
Enjoy...

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Today, artificial intelligence is everywhere.
"The Hacker" is a plunge into this world where AI becomes a weapon.
This song tells the story of a new era, the destination of which we have no control over:
Where humans and artificial intelligence merge to create and sometimes to destroy.
"The Hacker" is also using AI and training it to feed the flaws in our networks.
Viruses infiltrate, AI anticipates and attacks! It mimics the human perfectly.

Computers never sleep, AI learns fast.
A story inspired by our reality.

This is track for May 2025.
Enjoy !

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The source of this ghost that haunts me undoubtedly also comes from the Land of the Rising Sun. The cradle of geishas and samurais, steeped in tradition and religion, it is now in the future, with its Blade Runner-style cities. Beauty is everywhere, and electronics is the name of the game. So many animes, TV series and video games have left their mark on my childhood and my imagination.
Electronic instruments and technology in general made me dream…Japan and its mystic romanticism are everywhere in this track…

It's my track for June,
Enjoy !

ジャポネ :

私に取り憑いているこの幽霊の源もまた、間違いなく日出ずる国から来ている。 芸者や侍の発祥の地であり、伝統と宗教に彩られたこの国は、ブレードランナー的な都市が立ち並ぶ未来にある。 美はどこにでもあり、エレクトロニクスがゲームの名前だ。多くのアニメ、テレビシリーズ、ビデオゲームが、私の子供時代と想像力に足跡を残した。
電子楽器とテクノロジー全般が、僕に夢を与えてくれた...このトラックには、日本とその神秘的なロマンティシズムがいたるところにある...。

これは6月の僕のトラックだ、
お楽しみください！

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What if we (humans, and every living being) were actually programmed like a machine? What if our actions were never truly deliberate?
Maybe behind our thoughts lurks a silent algorithm ? Someone wrote the code of our lives : Love, pain, fear and all other emotion… even death.
No memory is safe, everything is logged.
We are not the users, we are the program !

This track for July is dedicated to Douglas John McCarthy of Nitzer Ebb (R.I.P.)

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Are you a label that wants to release my tracks ?  (please contact me in private)

Step into the strange and computer world of Analog 80, a French producer who blends dark EBM, new beat, glitchy electro pop, and industrial rhythms with the eerie atmosphere of vintage synths. Inspired by alien lore and the golden age of science fiction from the ’50s to the ’80s, Analog 80 fuses analog and digital synths, SID chip chaos, and classic film samples into one raw, hypnotic sound. This isn’t nostalgia — it’s a transmission from a darker timeline.