Hailing from the dark and secreted streets of inner Melbourne, minimal and techno tutelary Malignant is one force that should not be messed with. Introduced to acid house, techno and other closely related warehouse-originated genres, the future of this man was clear; standing up tall with the kings of the industry, towering over the leaders and proving that a man without an army standing behind him can be equally as preeminent. His music? Some say the depths he goes to in his music selection are second to none, providing a rolling journey through the dark depths of techno, minimal and their accoutrement. His mixing style and appearance will send shivers down your spine, you'll feel an insatiable itch in parts of your body you've never felt itch, a total loss of control ending in an aurally forced sense of aphasia. This is a journey you don't want to miss out on, this is the journey that can only truly be experienced by the man behind the curtain, the man standing at the end of the road; the man by the name of Malignant.

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