WOLTAGYX is back and with new tracks finally.

Bringing back the synthesized sounds of the 1980's.

Synthwave/Retro-wave

Shoot me an email (don't miss):  retromcvice@gmail.com

Traxx24 Interview: https://traxx24.com/interviews/exclusive-interview-with-mcvice/

ELECTRONIC MUSIC ////// AND GAMEBOYS 
SICE / 2006
Contact mail  :  xpopcornkidx@gmail.com

donations PP : xpopcornkidx@gmail.com

(New album “Schema” available for purchase on bandcamp! Moving forward I won’t be posting as much on here, reached the ol’ limit)

In the year 1991 The Institute released a miasma of chemicals into the atmosphere.  Some say it was an accidental explosion. Some say it was all part of some grand conspiracy. What is known is that this miasma hovered for weeks and grew, covering the land and plunging it into chaos. This event came to be known as “The Release.”

Most of those who came in contact with it died, the ones who didn’t were scattered abroad and they struggled to survive.  That which was unleashed during the release, caused the dead to come back, yet they were different. They were ravenous and murderous. They would bite, claw, wail and moan.  They could not be reasoned with. This forced the survivors into hiding, many could not find their families and lost friends in the confusion.

Time seemed to come to a standstill, the 90’s never progressed. Art was unable to flourish. Yet, where others had tried to survive, one particular man stumbled upon a sanctuary, or at least it was unto him. It had a generator, food production, and clean water. Inside was a man, a musician, whom lay dead upon the floor.  He must have been preparing for something like this but something had gotten to him. The man buried the musician and took up residence.

    With time, the place remained unaffected. The man who had found it had finally begun to flourish. He had time to ponder now, he decided that the only good work he could do now was record the stories of those he knew and loved, some whom he did not know and hated. The tale of what The Institute had done and how it affected everything. With nothing but the instruments left there, he began to record it all. He scrawled on the front of each recording... 

The Institute 91’

Sometimes grooving and sometimes no se que; la música es para compartirse y aqui les comparto lo que hago en mis tiempos libres.

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