Released now full EP by Bergegas Mati, you can download it here:
http://www.mediafire.com/download/vkh9739gy76ap70/Bergegas+Mati+-+Has+Gone+By+%282014%29.rar

Has Gone By

Human Genital Genocide

Track 5, in "Menyiasati Nona" album.
Full album coming soon ...

Gentayangan Gali Kubur

Astronot Yang Terjebak Di Sebuah Upacara Sesat Antariksa

SetsukO)))

Trilogi Bangkrutnya Salah Satu Oknum Travel Haji

"MELAWAN DENGAN BARISAN SINYAL DISTORSI" 

Berisik, bising seperti gonggongan anjing yang sedang dikebiri. Berbicara konsep-konsep dan ideologi-ideologi underground yang tersapu sinyal-sinyal abstrak setelah fuzz, overdrive dan delay menjalankan ritual three-some, dan equalizer yang memperjelas ke-abstrakan tersebut. Kuping kami berdarah, otak kami dibentuk untuk melawan, walau kami jauh beratus-ratus meter didalam tanah dan kalian berada jauh diatas. Amplifier masih tetap panas, godaan demi godaan mulai membelai pikiran kami. Hey! Bagaikan Morning Glory yang gugur sebelum tunasnya muncul, mati. Tapi jangan bawa jasad kami, jangan beri jasad kami kepada matahari. Aku masih akrab dengan gelap dan dinginnya tanah bercampur suara-suara teriakan perlawanan dengan tiga pedal distorsi dicumbu gain yang tinggi.

Oh.. 
Demi puisi-puisi yang masih bergema disebuah ruang.
Demi seorang balerina tuli yang mematahkan kaki kirinya.
Dan demi musafir yang berkelana digunung bermodulasi.

Izinkan aku merobek telinga mereka dengan pedal-pedalku ini, menghujam keras tepat dijantungnya. Hingga mereka akhirnya akan merasakan betapa gelapnya rumah kami, betapa bisingnya unsur manusia ini. Mulutnya akan berteriak hingga rongga dadanya sesak, disiksa dengan reverb dan teriakan-teriakan itu menghasilkan feedback kepada matahari. Dan pada akhirnya dia terlelap, dan bulan akan memberikan kesunyian.

Selengkapnya bisa kalian baca di newsletter Malang Sub Noise yang bisa didapat pada tgl 15 September 2016 di gig "Malang Noise Bimbang"

Melawan Dengan Barisan Sinyal Distorsi

A great poetry by Andrea Gibson

This is my body
I have weather veins
They’re especially sensitive to dust storms and hurricanes
When I’m nervous my teeth chatter like a wheelbarrow collecting rain
I am rusty when I talk- it is the storm in me

The doctor said some day I might not be able to walk
It’s in my blood like the iron
My mother is as tough as nails, she held herself together
The day she could no longer hold my niece she said
“Our kneecaps are our prayer beds
Everyone can walk farther on their kneecaps than they can on their feet”

This is my heartbeat
Like yours, it is a hatchet
It can build a house, or tear one down
My mouth is a fire escape
The words coming out don’t care that they are naked
There is something burning in here
When it burns, I hold my own shell to my ear
Listen for the parade when I was seven
The man who played the bagpipes wore a skirt
He was from Scotland- I wanted to move there
Wanted my spine to be the spine of an unpublished book
My fate, the first and last page

The day my ribcage became monkey bars
For a girl hanging on my every word
They said “you are not allowed to love her”
Tried to take me by the throat
And teach me I was not a boy
I had to unlearn their prison speak
Refuse to make wishes on the star on the sheriff’s chest
I started wishes on the stars in the sky instead

I said to the the sun
“Tell me about the big bang”
The sun said
“it hurts to become”

I carry that hurt on the tip of my tongue
And whisper bless your heart every chance I get
So my family tree can be sure I have not left
You do not have to leave to arrive
I am learning this slowly

So sometimes when I look in the mirror
My eyes look like the holes in the shoe of the shoe shine man
My hands are busy on the wrong things
Some days, I call my arms wings
While my head is in the clouds

It will take me a few more years to learn
Flying is not pushing away the ground
Safety is not always safe
You can find one on every gun
I am aiming to do better

This is my body
My exhaustion pipe will never pass inspection
And still my lungs know how to breathe
Like a burning map
Everytime I get lost behind the curtain of her hair
You can find me by the window
Following my past to a trail of blood
In the snow

The night I opened my veins
The doctor who stitched me up asked me if I did it for attention
For the record, if you have ever done anything for attention,
This poem is attention
Title it with your name
It will scour the city bridge every night
You stand kicking at your shadow
Staring at the river
It does not want to find your body
Doing anything but loving what it loves
So love what you love

Say this is my body
It is no ones but mine
This is my nervous system
My wanting blood
My half tamed addictions
My tongue, tied up like a ball of Christmas lights
If you put a star on the top of my tree,
Make sure it’s a star that fell
Make sure it hit bottom like a tambourine
Cause all these words are stories

For the staircase to the top of my lungs
Where I sing what hurts
And the echo comes back
Bless your heart
Bless your body 
Bless your holy kneecaps
They are so smart
You are so full of rain
There is so much growing
Hallelujah to your weather veins
Hallelujah to the ache
To the pull
To the fall
To the pain
Hallelujah To the grace
And the body 
and every cell of us all


I Sing The Body Electric, Especially When My Power's Out (Andrea Gibson mix/cov.)

Kalo bayarnya dibelakang, takut yang pesen kopi langsung cabut kali pak.

Saksi Ahli: Aneh, Kopi Belum Dibuat Tapi Sudah Dibayar

Direkam live di studio Nyala // Bergegas Mati x Uhyeah

Antara Skena Software dan Dosa (live)

It's a machine called 'Witchballad' HNW generator that i build.
On this recorded sound, i used only this machine without any pedal/fx.
A small machine great for making static wall of noise.

'Witchballad' wall-sound ritual // machine sound test.

Bergegas Mati 'Beauty In Decay' taken from Sonic Vortex V1 V.A released by Mindblast Netlabel. Compilation released in JNBFest 2020.
For full line-up compilation, you can check here: mindblasting.wordpress.com/2020/01/25/sonic-vortex-volume-1/

Sonic Vortex Volume 1

Beauty In Decay

Riot

D /E /S /T /R /0 /Y ! !

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