Off nudo’s (@nudotxmx) ‘quematrasgos’, out 7/1 via Gone Baby (@imgonebaby). Track featuring Desvelada (@djdesvelada).

Here You Buy: https://americansouthwest.bandcamp.com/album/nudo-quematrasgos

I mean well. But I mean "well" euphemistically", meaning malice, aggravation and bodily harm (in my interpretation). This meaning, however, depends on inflection and context, and there are exceptions. Today is such an exception, which is to say that I mean well, which in turn is to say that I mean you are enjoying and will purchase this nudo and Desvelada collaboration forthcoming via Gone Baby :)

nudo & Desvelada - ordiane [MK PREMIERE]

◣ SWINE PREMIERE ◥ @katnzingha - "Solitude Shadow" from the debut album "Grind" that will be out on May 12th via @angeltribe-xtl

After releasing an EP called Angeltribe on London label TT in 2020, and a 2-song project Vorphic Skin on Toothgrinder Press in 2023, Kat Nzingha’s debut album Grind will be released on AngeltribeXTL on May 12th. Based in Philadelphia, Kat Nzingha is a multidisciplinary artist that explores experimentations with abstruse textures. By combining their innovative sculptural works with heavy low-end frequencies and celebratory tones they create blissfully cryptic sonic materials that are the extended bodies of modified objects of which they consistently fabricate.

Read more in the article ❐ https://swinedaily.com/premiere-kat-nzingha/ ❐

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[Swine Premiere] Kat Nzingha - Solitude Shadow (AngeltribeXTL)

Taken from Racine's new album 'Boue' (G&P026), out March 24, 2024

Gin&Platonic are pleased to welcome the Montreal based composer, producer and sound designer Julien Racine to their catalogue. Following up the Genot Centre record with Keru Not Ever as Corporation and the stunning solo albums on Danse Noire, we're now blessed to present his newest longplay 'Boue', simply translated from French as 'mud'.
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Offshore it's foul weather.

I climbed down the stone steps of my two-storey tower to reach the shore. Anthracite. The steps are slow and precise; those of a new life apprehending itself in its fresh descent. I used to be a composer: 142 pieces of varying length mourn my career. Mostly for string quartet. I tried orchestrating percussion with tuba. To no avail. No albums, but individual pieces, yes, pieces that bled the contradictions of the world through sketches of bronze angels. I tried to compose it as well as I could: every day I'd add a new note, the next day I'd remove it. In this gap, between adding and removing, lay the beauty of the music. This is how I managed to compose the 142 pieces that today resonate in the belly of every betrayed.

Where was my mother when I was presenting these pieces to the world? In the emotion or indifference of the sound meadows? My mother, who bequeathed me her heart defect as an inheritance, all the better to avoid me? The heart I now have, — transplanted from a pig, whose vena cava is slightly smaller in diameter than the human average — leaving me gasping for breath when I climb the surrounding mountains? She sent me just one letter, too short, in which she told me she had gone to hear one of my pieces, the performance of which lasted 4 hours and 13 minutes, in Budapest: “Dear Pascalin, your piece performed at the Bela Bartok National Concert Hall reminds me of the day you were born, when we parted. This made me cry a little. Iˇm not being facetious, it's the truth. Suddenly your life appeared to me, in the music, as a morsel of forgotten evidence. Kisses. Madeleine.”

The rising air is pure.

As I reached the shore, I gave my hatred of music to the seagulls, which squawked at the shrill of my footsteps shuffling across the polished stones. Their music is close to mine, I thought. A great wind of a new day carried their polyphony to the storms of the open sea. Cantatas, arias and requiems, all at once, in the undulating rage of the horizon. This time I’m in is nasty, isn't it? Living with these seagulls that sing for no one. My pig’s heart is beginning to beat faster. This heart inside me that isn’t mine but makes me live. I take a metal chair that had been lying on the shore since last summer, and I sit on it. Look over there, she says. I pick up an abandoned driftwood branch, washed by the sea’s salt, and wave it in the air, signaling the rain’s slow arrival. A morsel of forgotten evidence, I silently think. Lately, good foul weather to compose anew.

Written & produced by Julien Racine
https://julienracine.com/

Mastering & additional production by Jesse Osborne-Lanthier
https://jesseosbornelanthiernoir.bandcamp.com/

Artwork by Jiri Macku
instagram.com/jiri_macku

Words by Justin Leduc-Frenette (Keru Not Ever)
https://justinleducfrenette.com/

G&P026 🪞

Boue

Bandcamp

Racine - Boue V

thank you 
coldplay
lady gaga
echosmith
caro<3
dj lostboi of course for the inspiration

clocks

Island of Angels w/ Celes & Mark Allen Soul - 09/05/2024

/w @braun-aar
Solitaire Radio Vol.II
Recorded 20.10.2024
Intro by SR
Vienna, Autriche

Chino Amobi ⋆ Brussels Airport
barnacle ⋆ pingstar
I see U ⋆ Eterna
I Love (Mimi, Moms, Kev) ⋆ Ka 
North ⋆ ESP 
Icon c ⋆ Kara-Lis Coverdale
♡ SECOND LIFE ♡ ⋆ Kitty
foul (sladewyd & nonsixe) ⋆ viety
Skin by Bladee ⋆ (Void Acoustic Cover)

Rites of Solitaire #2 w/ braun.aar

Sioban & tumy are bringing their vibe and way of enjoying music and soundscapes. Expect a melting of ambient liminal music, wasteland field recording, sleaze club relics and others melodious trinkets.


Sioban & tumy @ Kiosk Radio 03.02.2025

GUESTMIX#101: valdo_us @xxxen
[Read More / Tracklist: https://paynomindtous.it/guestmix101-valdous]
[valdo_us on Instagram: https://instagram.com/vale.x_n/]
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valdo_us is an Italian DJ who crafts an immersive sound experience via a mixing approach rooted in a deep curiosity for diverse musical genres and an instinct for seamlessly weaving them into a cohesive narrative. Every track resonates through texture atmosphere, rhythm, and melody, creating one ever-evolving, continuous flow of transformation. In this mix, contrasting sounds - industrial noise, deep basslines, ethereal synths, and organic beats - merge into powerful, unexpected combinations engaging the listeners on multiple levels, also sparking moments of personal reflection amidst the shifting sonic landscapes. Including tracks by @specialrequest @houndstoothlbl @zulimusic @vvonn @clam-pressure @sineraw @yyyooouuuttthhh @speakermusic @planetmurecords @naturalsciences @talpah @dawnrecords @ii-l @exploitedbody and more.

PAYNOMINDTOUS GUESTMIX#101: valdo_us

I probably lack something fundamental that makes you human

Sonidos Subterraneos is pleased to premiere a new track, this time we have the great Amsterdam, based label: Machine Cult, with the track of: Garçon Taupe - Passage
"Edition Four" is the release name!
The album contains 6 electronic music original tracks. ENJOY
Next we leave you the description of the release_

Machine Cult — the Amsterdam-based electronic platform run by Déandrah and Garçon Taupe — returns with the Edition Four release party at OT301 on 7 November.
The new V.A. compilation features tracks from Garçon Taupe, Bertram, 2:29, Beau Wanzer, Déandrah, and Masha Wordpress. At the launch, all contributing artists will play DJ sets, with Déandrah providing live visuals throughout the night.

Expect an evening of potent electronics and immersive visuals, celebrating the forefront of the underground.

Comb Filters in Relation to the Human Condition by Déandrah.
Every motion leaves an echo.
 A delay so small it feels like memory,
 folding back into what made it.

Some parts of us cancel out — out of phase, out of step —
 while others ring louder,
 resonant at their point of friction.

The closer we listen,
 the more we hear the shape of time itself:
 not in repetition, but in resistance.

Turn the gain high enough,
 and every system sings its own name.

Nothing moves forward without delay.
 Every signal returns amended,
 shifted by experience.

What we call resonance
 is simply agreement through distortion —
 a frequency where return and loss sound the same.
Civilization, too, is a filter:
 attenuation at the edges,
 a boost where the noise gathers.

Push the circuit far enough,
 and even silence begins to oscillate —
 slightly altered, slightly late.
The self is a comb filter —
 a body made of delays and reflections.

What we say
 returns a few milliseconds later.
At low frequencies, we disappear;
 near our cut-offs, we bloom.

Maybe living
 is just tuning the loop
 until it almost sings itself apart,
 but not quite — building toward a new start.

Artist_ Various Artists
Title_ Edition Four
Label_ Machine Cult
Country_ Netherlands
Genres_ Ambient, Brekbeat, Braindance, Chicago House
Format_ Digital
Catalogue_ MCE003
Release Date_ November 11, 2025
Buy_ https://machinecult-amsterdam.bandcamp.com/album/edition-four

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Haptics Remix EP

https://blueberryrecords.bandcamp.com/album/haptics-remixes

Talons ft. Embaci (Baby Blue Remix)

i'd rather kill myself than ever look you in the eye

I probably lack something fundamental that makes you human

John Object 4