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Thy Art Is Murder - Reign Of Darkness

Forever In Combat - Cataclysm

One of my buddies Roman Kharyukov provided me these files to mix and master awhile back and i finally found sometime to get around to it.

Northlane - Transcending Dimensions

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Track i Mixed and mastered. Hope you guys enjoy 

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Palisades - Your Disease

FIT FOR A KING - Descendants

8. Capture The Crown - Live Life

I Aint Afraid Of No Ghost (feat. Matty Mullins)

From the new album, Bloodwork, out September 16. 

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Texas In July - Sweetest Poison

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Step right up, ladies, gentlemen, rockers, dreamers, seekers of sound and worshippers of the riff! Feast your eyes and widen your ears, because tonight the stage is set for the one act that defies physics, mocks gravity, and laughs in the face of every so-called natural law you thought you knew. Presenting to you — the magnetic, the hypnotic, the cosmically chaotic marvel that is CAT MAGNET!

Imagine, if you will, a guitar forged from the core of a fallen star, its strings glowing like neon lightning, each note sizzling with enough voltage to light a city. This is no ordinary instrument, oh no! When its chords are struck, when its thunder is unleashed, something extraordinary happens: the cats arrive. Yes, cats. All of them. The prowlers, the pouncers, the alley stalkers and velvet-pawed royalty of every kingdom of night. They cannot resist. Their whiskers twitch, their tails flick, and their paws patter toward the source of the sound, pulled by an invisible cosmic current that no scientist, no sorcerer, no mystic has ever truly explained.

Picture the scene: the arena is dark, the crowd hushes, a single spotlight illuminates the glowing axe of destiny. The guitarist raises his hand — silence sharpens to a blade. Then CRASH! A chord roars through the void and, from every shadow, they leap! Calicos cartwheeling through the cosmos, tabbies tumbling in spirals, panthers prowling like smoke in the strobe light. Orange, black, gray, white, striped, spotted, spectral — fur electrified in a kaleidoscope of static neon. Some yowl in harmony, others purr with thunderous bass, their eyes beaming laser-bright like headlights through the fog of heavy-metal distortion.

The guitar pulses. The cats spin. They orbit the glowing strings as though they were moons caught in the gravity of a newborn planet. Some hover mid-air, frozen in astonishment, paws stretched toward the source; others cling to amplifiers like worshippers at a shrine. They scale microphone stands like trapeze artists, balancing with impossible poise. The beat kicks in, drums pounding like celestial hammers, and the cats bounce in sync, a thousand furry metronomes nodding to the pulse of the universe itself.

And the crowd? Oh, the crowd is in awe, caught between laughter and revelation. Because Cat Magnet is not just music. It is ritual. It is prophecy. It is the unveiling of a new natural order where cats rule the orbit of sound and man is but their humble roadie. With each riff, with each solo, they leap higher, spin faster, claw the sky with acrobatic elegance. The solo begins — strings bending, wailing, crying — and the cats form constellations, their bodies glowing outlines of Leo, Orion, and galaxies unnamed.

Do you dare look away? No, you cannot. Just like the cats, you too are caught in the pull. Your head bangs without permission, your hands rise involuntarily, your soul succumbs to the field. Because that’s the secret, friends: the magnetism does not discriminate. It takes cats, yes, but it also takes you. Suddenly you’re part of the act, whiskered in spirit, pawed in rhythm, your heartbeat aligned with the meow of the cosmos.

So step right up, embrace the fur-storm, surrender to the chaos. This is Cat Magnet — the only show where gravity is a joke, guitars are gravitational wells, and cats are the stars of the eternal rock circus. Once you hear it, once you feel it, there is no escape. You, too, will be magnetized.

Cat Magnet

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Just spreading the word of great artists who are either brand new to the scene, or recently signed, and deserve more attention.

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