Bang Man - Core Blimey

Bang Man is back!!! Core Blimey, has he got a banging’ bonanza in store for you!

01. Yin and Yang (Original)
02. Melancholia
03. OldS Kool
04. M.E.
05. Lost and Found
06. This Kind of Music
07. The Lost Orgasm
08. Johnson
09. Weyheyhey! - Go Fuck Yourself (Bang Man's Cunt Mix)


Solypsis & Catdog - Resisting Arrest

[Solypsis - Dendrites] Holy fucking balls. This goes straight in there like a cardiac arrest that has been slowly creeping; the beginnings of a malignant brain tumour. A ketamine fuelled head rush after drunkenly stumbling into a side room at Slimelight which apparently is filled with gas-masked Nazi's with sub machine guns and hedge trimmers. At this point you're considering boshing some Nurofen at the very least. Midway through there is a brief opportunity for restpite, but I definitely feel like a stroke victim now.

[Catdog - The Art Of Massasuage] This track seems somewhat more docile... steadily atmospheric, but wait - hold on - there's a dark vocal sample, then a steady tap of the high hat, some beats, and then you're plunged straight down into a drum and bass abyss. At least this time I saw it coming, like a zombie attack but with those old skool drooling ones, arms wearily dragging behind them from iron deficiencies. Just as I'm readjusting to feeling like I'm in the basement at Cyderdog, it's all over. Goddamn.

Words by Bee Pritchard

01. China Syndrome Beats
02. God Damn Freeloaders
03  Dendrites
04. Grand Mal Seizure
05. Hornswaggle
06. Millions Of Splinters
07. Untrustworthy

01. The Art Of Massasuage
02. Jungle Wreckage
03. Of Amens Enlarged
04. Burst Into Flames
05. Ain't Foolin Round
06. Who Dem Wan Sound


Mastered by Robert Galbraith



Hexagon Trail releases the ultimate ANTI-Christmas song for those who experience holiday rage, stress, disillusion and depression. In just over 5 minutes the song packs in a sample from the original Black Christmas, discordant synths and maniacal screams in a tune that combines Industrial Techno with Power Electronics. Download it for free now and let's make it a Christmas #1


Komprex VS Pressterror

GORE coloured 12"
Limited edition of 100 copies only!

A1. Komprex - More Than Terror 3:12
A2. Komprex - Estrema 3:45
A3. Komprex VS Pressterror - Taste Your Suizid 3:49
B1. Pressterror - Amphetamin Psychosen 8:45
B2. Pressterror VS Komprex - Brrrrrrutality Sounds of Hell 7:09


DJ Mucus - Excrematorium

'Like a Goth without a turban, I went beyond the usual metaphores of satanism and the boredom of novelty to create a threat to the extratone scene. I mixed the nuisance of 16th century french poetry with some 80's and 90's influenced xtrtn shit, coz I'm an artsy fuck and everybody knows that the music scene is getting too melodic. I hope this will tranquilize you for a while.'

01. Hairy Hands
02. Ô beaux cheveux d'argent mignonnement retors
03. The Bidet Theory
04. Le vintieme d'Avril couché sur l'herbelette
05. Bitch On Steroids
06. D'un gourmand, ivrogne et paresseux
07. You Fuckin Dangle Me
08. Le vélin écrit rit et grimace, livide
09. Part Time Exorcist
10. Rondeau de ceux qui se taisent
11. Gospel Of John
12. Cent fois le jour
13. Anti Onion News
14. Carolina Reaper Challange
15. Oubli
16. Eloge funèbre
17. Les Origines
18. Monde renversé
19. Épitaphe
20. I Had To Put Bread On The Table
21. Saynette Commune

This release is dedicated to Ian Garside [DJ Ninja Love Mistake] RIP


Emo Headache - Flowers and Cockroaches
LEGS​-​NET 127

EH returns to Legs with more of that Crapcore shit we all know and love

1. Beautiful Unbestimmtheit
2. Iconic Degeneracy
3. Death Skull Ekstase in Rainbow Land
4. Crasher
5. Skull of a Nazi
6. Unhappy Consciousness
7. Sein zu Geschick
8. The Ploughmans Daughter

LAR is not responsible for EH's outrageous misuse of source material


Hyperdriver - Analog
LEGS​-​NET 126

The idea behind the recording of this album came about because of an online discussion about breakcore. I know it was an online discussion because at one point someone was called a nazi (modern newspeak for "I disagree with your opinion"). During this discussion someone said that breakcore, speedcore and all associated genres are all about computers, samples and drum machines. I disagreed (what a nazi) and said that I could record an album without either a computer, drum machine or samples. And here it is. Analog.

The equipment used is a Korg MS20 mini, a Moog Mother 32 and a Dreadbox Hades. Sequencing duties were performed by an Arturia Beatstep Pro and the Moog Mother's internal sequencer. Everything was recorded live into a Zoom R16 multitrack. The R16 also provided effects along with a TC Electronic Flashback mini delay pedal.

Despite a completely different way of working, the Hyperdriver aggression is definitely still there. DJ unfriendly as ever, you probably couldn't dance to it. I think it all turned out pretty good. I won't call you a nazi if you disagree though.

Peace and love
Steve Hyperdriver

1. Mood DreadBox Korg
2. Analog
3. Interference Part 1
4. Hypercore
5. Dissonant Chaos
6. Rez Own Ant
7. Interference Part 2




The Newcastle upon tyne Speed Donk Experience
Speed Donk Bangers Volume. 2

They're back!!!!

A donktastic review:

'In preparation for this review, I scanned my memory for a bleaker time when I might have seen 'The Newcastle Upon Tyne Speed Donk Experience' live. Vague recollections of Cuntfields 2016 blurred my vision (or I might have necked a few glasses of wine). Regardless, I had braced myself.'

1. Starts with a healthy bassline, to be fair. And then a punk refrain with more riffs than expected... ooh! And then a classic 3-chord bridge. It's like the Sex Pistols if they were born in Newcastle. In 1990. Not awful.

2. Tuneful... Reminiscent of mid-nineties Skunk Anansie... kind of. Great fuzzy guitars on this one. Sounds like the Prodigy stuck in a traffic jam under the QE2 bridge.

3. You could be forgiven for thinking this was early Offspring (at least until the vocals kick in). Sampled from a subway tramp after too much Special Brew. Particularly enjoyed the Pat Butcher reference, however.

4. Ahhh... I see what's happening now. These are COVERS. Well, covers with a big pinch of salt. Salt laced with ketamine. The riff to this particular NIN song is always going to be a banger, so I'll allow it.

5. Another Eastenders reference! Big up Ian Beale. This is fantastic in its ridiculousness. I could even bop to this.

6. Distorted vocals morph into a Teletubbies-esque plod along.

7. I've always hated the original of this song; it reminds me of drunk Essex slags at a caravan park disco, and no amount of donk, or even a key-change, can save it. Please stop.

8. Remember the time when PJ got paintballed in the eye and went blind? Yeah. Sounds a lot like this.

9. Would be an alright rendition had it not been for the bunch of guys playing on upturned saucepans in the background. But I guess that's the idea.

10. Promising start, and not a complete brutalisation of SOAD.

11. Saved (once again) by the original. Growing tired now.

12. Last song! C'monnn. I wish I was in a coma. Please for the love of God kick in so I can be done with this already and get back to listening to the originals. Halfway through this 'track' and I want to stab needles into my eyes. Not sure if I can make it through till the end without my ears bleeding. Do these guys have day jobs? My entire evening is ruined. Dear God. Nope, that's it. Cut off at 1:15.

In summary: props to you if you can make it through even half of this album.

Reviewed by Bee Pritchard

01 Speak English or Donk
02 Donk for the Christians
03 Banging Donk Uber Alles
04 Donkfuckers
05 Playing Banging Donk
06 Lets Fucking Donk
07 Donkarillo
08 Byker Donk
09 Saint Donker
10 Bounce Banging Banging Banging
11 Here comes the Donk
12 Fear of the Donk



pi r^2 - Uptempo For The Slow Enjoyment Of Life

 Jaunty little release from pi r^2, kicking off with 'Der Blut', which hammers away like an overenthusiastic woodpecker at LaserQuest in the late 80's. Your game face is on, ducking around dim-lit corridors, pace reminiscent of eating 8 vending machine snack bars in a row whilst blasting creatures on MS Doom. As clean as a teenager in a fresh shellsuit wielding his first Nerf gun. 'I.F.T.V.' seems to have fallen into a goth-punk gig at the Underworld, drunkenly staggering around pointing trigger fingers whilst stomping a New Rock hoof but with the jovial tappings of a seaside bucket and spade. The real reward comes midway through Track 2, when lightweight LaserQuest explodes into full-on Paintball. A moodier Challenge Anneka 

1. Der Blut
2. I.F.T.V.

Blurb written by Bee Pritchard