Moving up to a higher gear, industrial techno heavyweight Huck Farper delivers a podcast which is bound to send shivers through the body of every listener. With an exclusive cut from a live set and some unreleased material, this is an edition you don´t want to miss.

If you haven´t already, check out the banging releases on his Raven Sigh label: https://ravensigh.bandcamp.com/

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Kiss Kiss
Bang Bang

Don’t go groping on my guys, you molest me with your eyes
Club-kidding the hater

Who brought, brought my little snack:
One banana, one backpack—you should start to cater

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

Take me to the darkest of rooms
Hook me up with fifteen fit grooms
Saving one for later

Sneaking up the V.I.P. line
We ignore the warning sign
Excuse me where is the waiter

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

Touch me, touch me

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave
(Stay until Sunday)
Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave
Stay until Sunday
Stay until Sunday

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography
Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
You got me

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

Bike ride, last night; I tried to… follow you
But you’re speeding. Fuck, I’m needy again

Bed time last night; I tried to… fondle you
But you’re sleeping. Fuck, I’m creepy again

Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me
Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder

But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

Our easy route did not bear fruit, so we fought
And you caught me with my guard down; you made me play the clown

Those summer days they flew away (So we made)
We made a promise to ourselves; to love nobody else

Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me
Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder

But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Don’t look back, don’t look back)
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Strike harder, strike harder)

We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Don’t look back, don’t look back)
We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Kill the commentary, filled with jealousy)

But you fall
No control
You’re afraid
To decay

But you fall
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)
No control (Strike harder)
You’re afraid (Strike harder)
To decay

Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder

Strike harder
Strike harder
Strike harder

Bike Ride

I may be rancid butter—on your side of the toast though
I am a house cat and my final words are postponed

When I was put to trial, I was in denial
Who did I offend, who was my juror?

I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state
Didn’t care to win—want to cave in

The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up

The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up

I’m so done trying to explain why you are broken
People are dying and the emperor has spoken

When I was put to trial, I was in denial
Who did I offend, who was my juror?

I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state
Didn’t care to win—want to cave in

The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up

The burden of proof must shift like
Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away
Some people say
I am winding and grinding you up

Rancid Butter

I’d like to play a little, voodoo
‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you

I’d like to play a little voodoo
‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you

When you treat like I’m just air it is most unfair and you never care
So if you start to put yourself first, just quench your thirst; your ego

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do

The expression upon your face, you have your ways to police me
You keep your secrets so easily, increasingly, you tease me

It’s like you never really understood it’ll do you good to be nice you could
Maybe stop to put yourself first just quench your thirst; your ego

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do

Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity
I am still in love
Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity
I am still in love

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t
Go, call it treason if I ruin you
But you do it to yourself, you do

So Many Reasons

Poolside, ringside—believe it is a state of mind
Study hard party hard. Days fly by and I, I

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

Bastard blue blood; pumping through my veins
I don’t want your silly names, I just want to show off, show

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends
Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins
I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

Wait

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