Since 2020 Consensus Unreality has been discussing, in podcast form, unique perspectives on the occult, paranormal, highly strange and everything else in between. These curated mixes represent complementary sounds for our topics of discussion. Check out https://www.patreon.com/consensusunreality for the full archive and regular episodes. CU can also be listened to on Apple, Spotify and YouTube.

There is not much known about the Great Mutato. Despite speculation the true origins are unknown. Some say it is a human that has been spliced with extraterrestrial DNA and that of the animal kingdom. We know it has escaped a lab that may have been responsible for its initial creation, though it has seemingly evolved into much more. GM is now producing sounds off the grid as a means of communique.

https://greatmutato.bandcamp.com/album/perpetual-disfigurement

Dark Experimental Music 
M Katariina - Drums 
P Johannes - Other Sounds
zoomonk@gmail.com

Uncommon stares & rain from above fall into our arms. Uncommon stares from the sun for the desolate tribes of old. Three legged race car drivers license suspension due to non payment of ticking tocks and hands eating you. 
Give me freedom from despotic parasites, from those who justify the worst corruption, those who provide protection for the snake in the abyss, keep me far from the soulless and further from the heartless, before I ever return to a shallow putrid image, any untrue self, this I swear as a blood enemy of corruption eternally, this excessive life of overindulgence, in spirited reason, I make no excuses by demanding answers from my environment, I make no insincere version of my truest self for anyone or anything, you make threats of death to hide the truth of your actions, your accusation discovered does me good, for it allows me to step into my crown and crush the disease of mind at present, it exposes your weak will and allows me to practice integrity. I'm happy for you to give me death, Oh Lord... For those once loved having revealed themselves as hollow, the counterfeit shell and drivel they profess requires their removal, my only fear, for ever to in fact displease to challenge, to tear down the hack attached at every slight of hand, the body is a lie, to forget is akin to suicide, I wish you all well, but you are all murdering yourselves. I will not ever hurt myself physically, ever. ⁹.December.²⁰²⁰ charlatans disappear, haarp behavioral fear allowed you to pull up my worst, I only see yours. So proud, so perfect, so plastic, so long. Death is acceptance of an illusory life. If you idiots witch mob me to death by any hand EXCEPT my own, after filling my body with toxicity, for once an absence of label, traded an avatar, you dare judge me while changing to a coward, from 1,000 individuals to one violent mind. Bore, sigh, it's alright, goodbye. You cannot be strong. That's but a tiny bit of why death is nothing to fear from the likes of you.. Step on tapeworms, listen to bedbugs harmonize, not unlike the past.. 

Psych-drone, electromagnetic paranoia, nightmare scree... etc.


Albums on Adventurous Music, Doom Trip Records and Memory No, 36 Recordings. Frequent contributor to Cities and Memory projects.

Currently presenting "Music For Interupted Sleep"...

Makes seasonal electronic music from dust, broken tapes and lost loops.

Followers of Two Years on Welfare