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Nasty VIP

Kursiva - Nasty VIP

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Heavy Control

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Release dates/
Beatport exclusive: 10.02.23
Worldwide: 24.02.23

The GRAVE DIGGER sighed as he planted his shovel firmly into the muddy soil of a new plot in the cemetery, exhausted from the endless toil that had been forced upon those of his profession.Though it had only been days since an outbreak of a strange new disease had swept over the city, it felt as though an eternity had passed. The countless graves that had been dug now threatened to merge beneath his feet, their dividing walls weakened by the torrential rains that seemed to swirl endlessly in the sky above and the space between each had begun to shrink out of necessity. Under these rains it seemed the work could never end, for the graves never truly settled. Many had been found eroded by the flooding, revealing the contorted and rotted forms of their inhabitants which jutted through the sludge at odd angles. Indeed, so heavily did it seem to pour that some graves remained empty after the night, the corpses formerly within them unable to be accounted for amidst the inundated ground. 

For all the years he had spent in this position, the GRAVE DIGGER had not seen a worse combination of conditions. It felt as though the world itself was conspiring against the inhabitants of his city, who could scarcely see their dead who had been with them in life merely hours ago. He expected to join them soon enough, having handled the corpses of those who had passed for days on end. Perhaps, he mused, he already had. With so many empty graves, and no bodies to be found, who was to say that one wasn’t his? Where had he been before this had begun? Memory hardly seemed to matter anymore. If the dead truly did shamble among the living within this cursed city, perhaps he should count himself lucky to be amongst those who lived on in death above the ground.

MOB TACTICS return to EATBRAIN with GRAVE DIGGER, a three track EP filled with revenant rhythms set to revitalize the ears of the EATBRAIN horde. From the dancefloor oriented sonics of “Mescaline Dream” to the frenzied flurry of “Straitjacket”, the duo deliver well-honed neurofunk that finds a welcome home amidst EATBRAIN’S ever-expanding catalog

Grave Digger

Grave Digger EP

Mob Tactics - Grave Digger (Eatbrain 154)

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The Smell of Males - Acetone [RPFREE033]

A journey into ancient Egypt, neurofunk style!

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Eye Of Horus (FREE DOWNLOAD)

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Beneath an emerald sky, the last vestiges of human civilization clung to meager life amidst the pockmarked ruins of their former home. Their humble enclosure, only measuring one kilometer in diameter, had begun its term initially as an experimental society built on small-scale self-sufficiency.  Enclosed within had been some 40-odd volunteers who had permanently forsaken their lives beyond the dome, leaving behind the world they had known for the promise of utopia anew.

That had been countless solar cycles ago, a period of time that had seen the inhabitants of the dome watch the slow downfall of the civilization they had left behind through the dome’s veridian glass. Climactic shifts, wars for resources, the erosion of the atmosphere- all had passed them by within their impenetrable fortress. Instead, the dome’s inhabitants, led by a keen understanding of their environment’s carrying capacity, had quashed any similar internal conflicts with the creation of a draconian legal code that governed every aspect of their lives, a monotonous existence of daily rations, forced labor, and mandated deaths. Yet still each citizen of the dome looked to the outside and wished to be nowhere else, for there amidst the endless sands such a spartan existence was all that remained to be lived for their ilk.

XYLYM makes his full EATBRAIN debut with DOOMSDAY, a four-track EP that sees the producer emerge from the ranks of the label’s DIVERGENCE compilation series to stand alone before the horde alongside collaborators Scalez & Zeph Miles as he leads the label’s faithful through the furious sonics of DOOMSDAY.

Written by Gwen Kubik

Doomsday

Xylym - Retcon (Eatbrain 185)

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Beneath an emerald sky, the last vestiges of human civilization clung to meager life amidst the pockmarked ruins of their former home. Their humble enclosure, only measuring one kilometer in diameter, had begun its term initially as an experimental society built on small-scale self-sufficiency. Enclosed within had been some 40-odd volunteers who had permanently forsaken their lives beyond the dome, leaving behind the world they had known for the promise of utopia anew.

That had been countless solar cycles ago, a period of time that had seen the inhabitants of the dome watch the slow downfall of the civilization they had left behind through the dome’s veridian glass. Climactic shifts, wars for resources, the erosion of the atmosphere- all had passed them by within their impenetrable fortress. Instead, the dome’s inhabitants, led by a keen understanding of their environment’s carrying capacity, had quashed any similar internal conflicts with the creation of a draconian legal code that governed every aspect of their lives, a monotonous existence of daily rations, forced labor, and mandated deaths. Yet still each citizen of the dome looked to the outside and wished to be nowhere else, for there amidst the endless sands such a spartan existence was all that remained to be lived for their ilk.

XYLYM makes his full EATBRAIN debut with DOOMSDAY, a four-track EP that sees the producer emerge from the ranks of the label’s DIVERGENCE compilation series to stand alone before the horde alongside collaborators Scalez & Zeph Miles as he leads the label’s faithful through the furious sonics of DOOMSDAY.

Xylym - Stone Cold Killer (Ft. Zeph Miles)(Eatbrain 185)

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As night fell upon the city, the oppressive slate grey clouds that had hovered above the skyline for days took on an echo of its luminosity, their undersides turning a distinctive pinkish color that illuminated the otherwise moonless night with an otherwordly glow. As the neon lights that guided the citizens who did business beneath the night shone on, high atop a fog-veiled corporate tower the final page of a pillaged tome turned in the hands of an avaricious businessman, who uttered the ancient words that lay upon the page even as it crumbled at his touch. “Kiramiji…Akasham… Anayantu…” he muttered, entranced as his final words slipped from his mouth as the book’s ancient prophecy became as foretold. Instantly exsanguinated, his oxidized blood rushed through the tower’s crowning skylights in a torrent and upwards into the sky as their vital energies set the winds of a divine storm in motion.

Emerging then from the swirling vortex of crimson-tinged cumulonimbus clouds came a guttural and otherworldly utterance that struck like a sledgehammer against the glass panes of the city’s construction before being followed by the scarlet tentacles of a forgotten horror long since sealed. Though gargantuan in size, their suction-cupped tendrils seemed almost sensitive to the minute movements of the humans that struggled within their grasp, almost playful as the thousand teeth of each cupped limb sucked the blood from their bodies and discarded their desiccated corpses upon the streets below. Such an ancient evil was this that it exuded a malign and rapacious consciousness in its unending hunger, as for aeons none had seen such horrors as the RED SKY unleashed.

STATE OF MIND return to EATBRAIN with RED SKY, a monstrous single featuring the vocal incantations of MC COPPA as the trio of EATBRAIN veterans unleash their latest collaboration of the ears of their faithful horde. 

Written by Gwen Kubik

State Of Mind & Coppa - Red Sky (Eatbrain 188)

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The artist scurried through the underbelly of the great megalopolis he called home with practiced ease, weaving through underpasses, alleyways, and densely packed streetsides alike as he journeyed back to a locale he had noticed in brief passing some days before. Its aging brick facade had stood out to him, forgotten amidst the forest of steel and glass that shadowed the alleyway in which it lay. Upon surface materials such as those, the pigments he would use to ply his trade were necessarily chemical in nature, a concoction specifically brewed to cling to such sleek, smooth surfaces. Brick, by contrast, was a rarity. Its porous and often deeply weathered surface allowed for all manner of ancient organic pigments to be used to mark its surface, and as such the artist treated the mortared canvas now before him with a ritualistic reverence. 

Drawing a long thin blade from within his backpack, the artist ran its delicate edge down the length of his left arm, letting the most vital of pigments well up through the thin fissure upon his skin. Then exchanging blade for brush he began his work, bringing life to his newest canvas with the energies of his own.

MOB TACTICS return to EATBRAIN with BLOODBUCKET, a three-track EP with which the veteran EATBRAIN duo unveil their latest works to sate the sonic bloodthirst of the label’s horde.

Bloodbucket

Mob Tactics - Bloodbucket (Eatbrain 189)

Mob Tactics - Thunderdome (Eatbrain 189)

In Redpill's Genesis Remixed, some of the most exciting neurofunk producers of the moment take their shot at elevating these tracks. This album pushes the boundaries of heavy bass and dark drum and bass to new extremes.

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Redpill & Coppa - Genesis (Gydra Remix)

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One of the most iconic names in Drum and Bass drop his twist on Overtune's 'Nothing Will Survive'. The legendary AUDIO debuts on Neuroheadz and it's a corker!

His ruthless, uncompromising hard-hitting underground productions and Drum & Bass tattooed knuckles pack a serious punch. South London’s Gareth Greenall’s diligence, creativity and lack of complacency has commanded respect from every corner of the scene for over a decade.

Overtune’s ’Nothing Will Survive’ lends itself perfectly to Audio’s style - ripping leads, chest-thumping basslines and insane percussion that’s set to tear your head clean off, this one has been destroying dancefloors wordwide.

Nothing Will Survive Remix

Overtune - Nothing Will Survive ( Audio Remix )

It's FINALLY here! 

'Sonic Boom' stormed the Beatport charts earlier in 2024 and now the legend that is OVERTUNE has delivered an almighty VIP that will leave you bouncing off the ceiling. 

OUT FRIDAY 10/01/2025

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Overtune - Sonic Boom VIP [NEUROHEADZ]

Girth Gang

Baja Blaster is one of my top songs right now so I wanted to make a fun edit, here it is. Enjoy :)

Baja Blaster x Fuccboi (Pixel Doll Edit) [FREE DL]

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SINEFUNC003 / Dark Day - EP
by Methis
Release date: 05.07.2019

Broken Mirror

Climbing slowly and gently out of the capsule, stepping out into a strange and unknown world. Carefully leading the foot to the bottom. A short twitch went through the body as it stepped on the unexpectedly cool steel plates. The weakened body slid limply and powerless out of the capsule.
Searching in an eternal darkness. Only interrupted by the red light cone of a warning light, which wandered evenly and in a perpetual correlation to the crying out of the alarm through the room.
The cone of fire of the warning light showed a picture of destruction. It felt as if the heartbeat would stop for a second. The soot colored the room black, shadowy outlines and deformed shapes, which were also covered with the pitch-black soot, created a frightening scenery. Pictures of memory flared up as they crossed the scene and lay like a veil on the soot-blackened backdrop. The contrast between these two realities could not be more frightening. As if you were looking at the world through a broken mirror.

Dark Day

Broken Mirror

Dark. Deep. Unfiltered. Unrestrained. This is premier neurofunk drum & bass. This is Eatbrain.

State Of Mind & Coppa - Red Sky (Eatbrain 188)

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