the mars volta

Soy melómano de nacimiento, nunca he sido un DJ pero me encanta poner la música en el brete (Al menos).
Pongo de lo ochentero a lo que salio hoy y de lo más clásico a lo más excéntrico.

Este Setlist es un imposible resumen de todo lo que me gusta, pero en algo se acerca.

No me gusta poner lo que nadie conoce, me gusta poner lo que suena bien para animar el ambiente


Brian Jonestown Massacre, The -  Straight Up And Down

Soul Control | Remake

Master Of The Heart

Dan Melchior's Broke Revue - Outskirts

PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS PIGS:

Album: FEED THE RATS
Cat no: Launch103
Release date: 20 January

“He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man”, as a sage wiser and more debauched than most of us once remarked. Such is the headspace of Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs, whose animalistic headspace is set out by their very moniker, yet who have wasted little time in creating an almighty psychic charge that has blown minds and summoned bedlam in sweat-drenched venues across the UK’s underground and beyond.

“It’s a pretty perfect balance of obnoxiousness, ridiculousness, intensity and theatrics, and somewhere within that spectrum is where our music sits too.” reckons Matthew Baty, whose vein-popping onstage performances and cathartic bellow form a primary ingredient of the Newcastle five-piece’s devastating live shows. “We truly love the emotionally dark bands that we are in (Ommadon, Blown Out, Khunnt). Pigs however provided an opportunity to do something different, something that is fun with a different kind of intensity.”

Playing their first gig supporting Goat at what was only the latter’s second ever show, the band have gigged relentlessly with kindred spirits including The Cosmic Dead and Luminous Bodies, not to mention gracing festivals like Supernormal and Portugal’s Reverence with their feral attack. Yet the time has come for this band to transcend the realm of word-of-mouth phenomenon and be judged on their feverish and demented collision of psych-drone dementia and riff-driven salvation alone. 

The inarguable proof is Feed The Rats, the overwhelming first album the band have created for Rocket Recordings - equal parts righteous repetition, bludgeoning brute force and Sabbathian squalor, its alchemical charge has the power to transform bleary-eyed abandon into small-hours revelation. This three-track, forty-minute monument of chaotic catharsis captures the everything-on-eleven spirit of the band’s live manifestation whilst adding a level of finesse and texture often less easily accessible in a dangerous haze of flying hair, discarded clothes and spilt premium lager. Channeling the grimy trip hazards of Monster Magnet’s ‘Spine Of God’ through a prism of kraut-derived repetition and Part Chimp style bloodymindedness, the resulting hallucinatory vortex appears constantly on the realm of breaking point. 

Yet for Baty, the porcine realm is less about a nihilistic quest for fiery oblivion than one might imagine. “You know, I think we’ve experienced it, many times. It’s those gigs where we can almost sense that everyone in the room is engaged. The energy created is so thick you can almost bite down on it and it feels like there’s no longer any barrier between band and audience. Those are the special shows, where there’s a solidarity and a very visceral bond. That, and being able to smell our amps melting”.

Amps and brains alike, as these psychic omnivores bring seven times the joy, seven times the pain, seven times the dementia and deliverance. 

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Feed the Rats

Sweet Relief

Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs Pigs – Sweet Relief

Cease Fire

Ghost Rider- Alan Vega

L.A. Witch self-titled debut album out now on Suicide Squeeze  
https://store.suicidesqueeze.net/
Release Date: September 8, 2017
Label: Suicide Squeeze Records
Artist Facebook: www.facebook.com/lawitches
Artist Twitter / Instagram: @la_witch
Suicide Squeeze Twitter / Instagram: @suicidesqueeze
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L.A. Witch - Drive Your Car

The Mars Volta - Goliath Abbey Road

The Mars Volta - Eat the Sun

2 of these tracks are with victor ribeaux,so keep in mind,if you knick my ideas,we find you... and you pay.

Wolfgang meets the rockers uptown

SLIFT • UMMON 
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From SLIFT’s upcoming double album ‘UMMON’ (Feb. 28th 2020, Vicious Circle Records / Stolen Body Records)
Recorded by Olivier Cussac at Condorcet, Toulouse
Artwork by CAZA

Tour dates : http://bit.ly/VC_Tour
Order : https://idol.lnk.to/UMMON

••••• Lyrics ••••• 
Set the controls to the earth’s surface
From the night we have waited

Bring the fire to your sleeping brothers,
From the night we have waited

Now we’re climbing through the ancestral stones,
All the night we have waited

From the center to the earth’s surface!

A blade, a sword coming from the void,
Titans, Gods, they’re coming from the void,
A blade, a sword, it's coming from the void

FROM THE CENTER TO SURFACE!

••••• Vicious Circle Records •••••
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UMMON

Ummon

SLIFT - Ummon

Just as he hit 
The ground 
They lowered a tow that 
Stuck in his neck to the gills 
Fragments of sobriquets
riddle me this 
three half eaten corneas 
who hit the aureole 
Stalk the ground 
Stalk the ground 
You should have seen 
The curse that flew right by you 
Page of concrete 
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway 
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red 
Only this manupod 
Crescent in shape has escaped 
The house half the way 
Fell empty with teeth 
That split both his lips 
Mark these words 
One day this chalk outline will circle this city 
Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face 
A room colored charlatan 
Hid in a safe 
Stalk the ground 
Stalk the ground 
You should have seen 
The curse that flew right by you 
Page of concrete 
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway 
Auto-da-fé
A capillary hint of red 
Only this manupod 
Crescent in shape has escaped 

Pull the pins 
Save your grace 
Mark these words 
On his grave 
[x3]

You should have seen 
The curse that flew right by you 
Page of concrete 
Sting walks crutch in hobbled sway 
Auto-da-fé 
A capillary hint of red 
Everyone knows the last toes are 
Always the coldest to go

The Mars Volta - Goliath Abbey Road

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