Just dirt. I don't have words. 

Sounds like low-grade raw Octamed filth that came out of the Amiga in the late 90s. Certified Battlecake material. Nastiness. 

Pete Sasqwax - What This Button Do?

Voici la partie émergée de l’Iceberg qui constitue la musique que je tente d'explorer. Certes la route est longue et nul ne sait où mène le chemin. Mais, il ne s'agit que d'une promenade dans un univers électronique en permanente mutation. Si l'envie vous prend de sortir des sentiers battus, libre à vous de flâner sur ces quelques envolées électriques vibratoires...
L'imagination est la seule limite de la possibilité...



melting sloth sludge glitch beats

Contact me if you want me to play in your area.

Climb aboard my unstoppable, terror-fueled steamtrain of horror and descent into the murkiest mazes of the human mind.
Let's spread filth and scourge, leaving behind a scraping trail of experimental abomination. Ride with me blindly into the avant-garde valley of distortion, rust, and dust. 

I don’t chase clean sound. I drag it through dirt. Hear my corrupted drums, macabre spheres, and infernal, filthy drones as we’re crossing into the realm of rot.

Sinister witches with glowing eyes fly beside us.
Diabolical scourge beasts escort us through the lands of grime and sorrow, where twisted metamorphoses crawl through utopian ruins, and mischievous delusions whisper in dead languages.

Let the melodies of raw chaos consume you. Get possessed by a paralyzing atmosphere of deviant rhythms and gruesome sound.

This is where I bury feelings and warp your sense of beauty, contorting your musical taste beyond repair.

Welcome to the rot.

Pete Sasqwax - What This Button Do?

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