This is my third track on my first EP. It might make your head turn. Who knows?

Filthy

In this first blast of Melodic Extrabreak, Dia-Zé-Pam-100MG pushes the human concept of “tempo” past its breaking point. 620 BPM becomes a playground for razor-sharp rhythms, fractured melodies, and a strangely irresistible groove that shouldn’t logically exist — yet somehow does.

“My Hands Shake” feels like a heartbeat accelerating into another dimension: hyperactive, euphoric, and unashamedly chaotic. It’s the sound of an artist refusing to slow down, redefining extremity with both finesse and fire.

If you ever wondered what happens when melody, velocity, and pure creative madness collide… this is it.

My Hands Shake

“My Heart Collapse” marks the next brutal mutation of sound — a 15-minute descent into pure rhythmic entropy at 660 BPM, where glitch distortion, broken-time patterns, and impossible syncopations somehow come together and groove. This is the birth of a new hybrid: the Glitched Extrabreak.

Built like a collapsing star, the track moves through three phases:

Rising tension, where harmonics twist and fracture;

The core implosion, a vortex of rhythmic glitches and dissonant pulses;

The post-impact drift, floating through the remains of a groove that really shouldn’t exist at this speed.

Every element — the granular noise, the stuttering drums, the warped stereo field — is pushed to the edge of musical physics. This is not meant to be safe. It’s meant to challenge, to break rules, to dance on the edge of an audio singularity.

If you’re here for comfort, you’re lost.
If you’re here for impact… welcome to the collapse.

Dia-Zé-Pam-100MG — breaking the BPM barrier one track at a time.

My Heart Collapse

A new anomaly has entered the timeline.
“My Brain Vanish” pushes the boundaries of rhythm and reality with 680 BPM of pure Acid Extrabreak madness — a speed where music should logically collapse, yet somehow… it still grooves.

This track fuses hyper-accelerated breakbeats, glitch-charged structures, and corrosive acid lines into a single sonic organism. The result is a high-velocity vortex that bends perception, defies normal physics, and expands the Extrabreak universe into uncharted territory.

Dia-Zé-Pam-100MG delivers once again a sound that shouldn’t exist —
a monster born at 680 BPM, alive, coherent, and dancing.

Enter at your own risk.

My Brain Vanish

NAME

This is just my bathroom exhaust fan... it had a weird click, possibly a bearing? ...or something fell down the cowl. 
It will make its self more apparent half way through... All of this audio is from only the fan. Cheers.

Only a Fan

Burn

GO-GO GIRL

“Toasted” marks the fourth cosmic ignition of Angel Wings Barbecue — a 780 BPM Astral Extrabreak odyssey where the laws of rhythm, gravity, and sanity are politely escorted out of the room.

This track blends hyper-accelerated breakbeats (yes, 1/16 at 780 BPM), stellar-scream atmospheres, and celestial harmonic tension to create something that shouldn’t exist… yet somehow grooves with absolute clarity.
Imagine the stars themselves shouting in dissonant unison while a dying quasar keeps the tempo.
That’s Toasted.

Pushing further into absurd acceleration, this piece expands the Extrabreak multiverse with a new branch forged entirely from exploding constellations and astral turbulence. It’s violent, shimmering, and strangely beautiful — a soundtrack for beings made of plasma having an existential crisis.

Welcome to the Astral Extrabreak.
Welcome to the point where the universe starts dancing back.

Toasted

lost n forgot but not no more 

Loop Pedal experiments made with the Boss RC-50 Loop Station 
Recorded 2013-2016

all music written, produced and performed by Tom Stuen 
album art by Jenny Biron and Tom Stuen

released November 14, 2025 

Jungle Rot

Apricot

Mr. Rev is the kind of artist who doesn’t just let the intrusive thoughts win — he hands them the aux cord. Known for twisting sound into something beautifully broken, he creates uneasy, glitch-ridden, off-kilter tracks that feel like a digital fever dream you can’t escape from. If you’re looking for clean, safe, predictable music, turn back now. But if you crave warped rhythms, bent frequencies, and grooves that shouldn’t make sense but somehow do… you’ve found your new home.

Every Mr. Rev track is a journey into controlled chaos — distorted, unhinged, and unapologetically weird sounds. His mission isn’t to comfort you; it’s to bend your brain, scramble your expectations, and make your speakers question their purpose. For those bold enough to stay, welcome to the madness.

Contact: officialmrrev@gmail.com