Maxillofacial Trauma

Corpse Mécanique

This is a re-release of the first Corpse Mecanique album, which originally contains 7 tracks. This special edition from Unenjoyable Records also contains a bonus track. The excruciating harsh noise is made with home made electroacoustic devices. The track titles refer to intensely painful acts and are derived from 'study material'.

This is a re-release of the first Corpse Mecanique album, which originally contains 7 tracks. This special edition from Unenjoyable Records also contains a bonus track. The excruciating harsh noise is made with home made electroacoustic devices. The track titles refer to intensely painful acts and are derived from 'study material'.

Unenjoyable Records

Maxillofacial Trauma by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 01 Dry Socket

Maxillofacial - 01 Dry Socket by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 02 Tension Is Lesion

Maxillofacial - 02 Tension Is Lesion by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 03 Until Death

Maxillofacial - 03 Until Death by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 04 Pliers

Maxillofacial - 04 Pliers by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 05 Back Of The Van

Maxillofacial - 05 Back Of The Van by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 06 Disposed

Maxillofacial - 06 Disposed by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial - 07 Two Is More

Maxillofacial - 07 Two Is More by Corpse Mécanique

Maxillofacial Trauma - Bonus Track- Psychosis

Maxillofacial Trauma - Bonus Track- Psychosis by Corpse Mécanique

SLAUGHTERHOUSE CONSPIRACY

CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

WE ARE "CONSORZIO RESURREZIONE SUINA", A SECRET ENTITY WHOSE PARTICIPANTS ARE THE INCARNATION OF EVIL ITSELF, A NIGHTMARE THAT ONLY THE CHOSEN ONES CAN KNOW. THERE IS NO LEADER, THERE IS NO GROUP.
OUR MANIFESTO IS OUR SOUND.
AN EXASPERATED AND CONSTANT HYMN TO BLOOD, MASSACRE, AND VIOLENCE.
EACH ALBUM PRODUCED REPRESENTS A CRUCIAL, UNIQUE PHASE IN OUR PRODUCTION-EVOLUTION CYCLE.
ALL PIGS MUST DIE!

WE ARE "CONSORZIO RESURREZIONE SUINA", A SECRET ENTITY WHOSE PARTICIPANTS ARE THE INCARNATION OF EVIL ITSELF, A NIGHTMARE THAT ONLY THE CHOSEN ONES CAN KNOW. THERE IS NO LEADER, THERE IS NO GROUP.
OUR MANIFESTO IS OUR SOUND.
AN EXASPERATED AND CONSTANT HYMN TO BLOOD, MASSACRE, AND VIOLENCE.
EACH ALBUM PRODUCED REPRESENTS A CRUCIAL, UNIQUE PHASE IN OUR PRODUCTION-EVOLUTION CYCLE.
ALL PIGS MUST DIE!

SLAUGHTERHOUSE CONSPIRACY by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

Morte ai Maiali

Morte ai Maiali by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

I maiali mangiano tutto

I maiali mangiano tutto by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

GRANDE ABBUFFATA WUBER

GRANDE ABBUFFATA WUBER by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

GRUGNITO

GRUGNITO by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

Il Timballo Ravelli

Il Timballo Ravelli by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

Arista di maiale equalizzata al forno

Arista di maiale equalizzata al forno by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

OMICIDIO AD ARICCIA

OMICIDIO AD ARICCIA by CONSORZIO RESSURREZIONE SUINA

Rotting Space

Tanatofobia

She Killed In Ecstasy Vs UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT

UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT

She Killed In Ecstasy

2 exclusive and untitled noise sessions for a total of 40 minutes printed on CD jewel case and designed by Michaela Gasparroni via Unenjoyable Records.

In the first session on the A side a live recording of the Italian project UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT formed by Roger Kemper alias No-Joy and Wall Disney took place in the CH2O domestic Studio.

On the B side an intense wall with purifying frequencies recorded by Vessel of Flesh who in this case appears with his side project SHE KILLED IN ECSTASY from Tennessee.

Contacts
undertheageofconsent@gmail.com
deathpacttapes@yahoo.com
michaelagasparroni@gmail.com

Ltd 30 copies

You can buy the CDr here

https://unenjoyablerecords(dot)limitedrun(dot)com/products/777982-under-the-age-of-consent-x-she-killed-in-ecstasy-split

or by sending a message with telegram to t.me/RogerKemper

2 exclusive and untitled noise sessions for a total of 40 minutes printed on CD jewel case and designed by Michaela Gasparroni via Unenjoyable Records.
In the first session on the A side a live recording of the Italian project UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT formed by Roger Kemper alias No-Joy and Wall Disney took place in the CH2O domestic Studio.
On the B side an intense wall with purifying frequencies recorded by Vessel of Flesh who in this case appears with his side project SHE KILLED IN ECSTASY from Tennessee.
Contacts
<a href="mailto:undertheageofconsent@gmail.com">undertheageofconsent@gmail.com</a>
<a href="mailto:deathpacttapes@yahoo.com">deathpacttapes@yahoo.com</a>
<a href="mailto:michaelagasparroni@gmail.com">michaelagasparroni@gmail.com</a>
Ltd 30 copies
You can buy the CDr here
<a href="https://unenjoyablerecords(dot)limitedrun(dot)com/products/777982-under-the-age-of-consent-x-she-killed-in-ecstasy-split">https://unenjoyablerecords(dot)limitedrun(dot)com/products/777982-under-the-age-of-consent-x-she-killed-in-ecstasy-split</a>
or by sending a message with telegram to t.me/RogerKemper

She Killed In Ecstasy Vs UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT by UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT

Untitled 1

Untitled 2

Tattered Veil of Grace Abridged

Blood Stains Blondes

BLOODSTAINSBLONDES is a harsh noise/arts collective founded by Sienna Middleton (Panic Clause, Sevenyearwaitinglist) starring a rotating cast of contributors.

“Tattered Veil Of Grace: Abridged” is a record made up of exerpts from a seven hour wall made up of three recordings utilizing the same source material.

Performed, Mixed & Mastered by Sienna Middleton in October 2023.

Contact: www.instagram.com/blood.stains.blondes

BLOODSTAINSBLONDES is a harsh noise/arts collective founded by Sienna Middleton (Panic Clause, Sevenyearwaitinglist) starring a rotating cast of contributors.
“Tattered Veil Of Grace: Abridged” is a record made up of exerpts from a seven hour wall made up of three recordings utilizing the same source material.
Performed, Mixed &amp; Mastered by Sienna Middleton in October 2023.
Contact: <a href="http://www.instagram.com/blood.stains.blondes">www.instagram.com/blood.stains.blondes</a>

Tattered Veil of Grace Abridged by Blood Stains Blondes

Naivety Clutches Tears

Behappy

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A currently
Track - Naivety Clutches Tears
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Year - 2023 

Lyrics extract

Terror of numbed meandering
Settling the scores of ego's near departed
Vessels cracked barely hold a specter
But entry is easy nonetheless
Who then occupies what lay neglected
At the side of its despondent owner
Relegated to a mere passer by
Watching itself wither
A whore knowing nothing
Saves what was learned
Merely for degradation
Pasted over conscious remorse
Shit staining the fabric of failure
That grand tapestry
Bearing the fruitless tree
Of your life
Near uprooted
And reaching desperately
Towards the earth
Laying dead be reprieve at least
Standing
Alone
Dry husk of what was promised
Mere veneer of vitality
Drowned by rain meant to quench
Unable to savor the offering
So freely given
Where to withdraw then
From that which sustains
In acknowledgement of unworthiness.
You look don't look good to me
I can hear your dreaming
Strung out in an abyss
Chthonic urges in resistance
Compel what could not pass
To fill holes once dug into itself
With whatever had remained
Since
Leaving nothing but the broken
In perpetual recovery
Clutching on to what had seemingly gone
With such veracity
It begets existence
Or any move from the moment
Forever to be embraced
Laying in the studied projection of
What could have been so much
Erasing with a censor's ease
The inconvenient truth of times arrival
Yet alone its departure.
The moment drags on alongside you
A tether to the greater idea,
Before cracks had needed patching;
Now the chain which binds what crumbles.
Driven nails sap the strength
Purpose merely to hold firm
All upheld in resistance
To forces beyond my scope
Seemingly amassed for betrayal
Senses lose their charm as they sharpen, attuned to a devil's symphony
Frequenting the somber misery of coming impartiality
Revert then, in desperation


https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos
Music and lyrics - Behappy
Drums by Filip_Gaddnas

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A currently
Track - Naivety Clutches Tears
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Year - 2023 
Lyrics extract
Terror of numbed meandering
Settling the scores of ego's near departed
Vessels cracked barely hold a specter
But entry is easy nonetheless
Who then occupies what lay neglected
At the side of its despondent owner
Relegated to a mere passer by
Watching itself wither
A whore knowing nothing
Saves what was learned
Merely for degradation
Pasted over conscious remorse
Shit staining the fabric of failure
That grand tapestry
Bearing the fruitless tree
Of your life
Near uprooted
And reaching desperately
Towards the earth
Laying dead be reprieve at least
Standing
Alone
Dry husk of what was promised
Mere veneer of vitality
Drowned by rain meant to quench
Unable to savor the offering
So freely given
Where to withdraw then
From that which sustains
In acknowledgement of unworthiness.
You look don't look good to me
I can hear your dreaming
Strung out in an abyss
Chthonic urges in resistance
Compel what could not pass
To fill holes once dug into itself
With whatever had remained
Since
Leaving nothing but the broken
In perpetual recovery
Clutching on to what had seemingly gone
With such veracity
It begets existence
Or any move from the moment
Forever to be embraced
Laying in the studied projection of
What could have been so much
Erasing with a censor's ease
The inconvenient truth of times arrival
Yet alone its departure.
The moment drags on alongside you
A tether to the greater idea,
Before cracks had needed patching;
Now the chain which binds what crumbles.
Driven nails sap the strength
Purpose merely to hold firm
All upheld in resistance
To forces beyond my scope
Seemingly amassed for betrayal
Senses lose their charm as they sharpen, attuned to a devil's symphony
Frequenting the somber misery of coming impartiality
Revert then, in desperation
<a href="https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos">https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos</a>
Music and lyrics - Behappy
Drums by Filip_Gaddnas

Naivety Clutches Tears (Original Mix)

Take Comfort

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Title - Take Comfort
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal
Drums performed by Kyra.

Lyrics
All solace is afflicted
Weighed upon by promises unfulfilled
The scale of which has been tied in place
In fear of revelation regarding the tipping point
Nor any form of baggage relinquished
That which we all too quickly set into motion
We soon all too quickly set in stone
Once it's got away from us
And ran its course
Now calcified in the wake of coming unrest
A population idly stares between discontent.
And you? 

Take comfort 
There is little else for you to know
Take comfort, 
and complain of it
To others sitting in their inadequacies
Take comfort, 
in the communal downfall
At least we'll all be "that guy"
Paid to do nothing, such freedom
A horizon via permits
When allotted, when allowed
So sit back and wither
In fantasy and virtual worlds
Dare not look
At the beautiful new world
You demanded...
Upon request.

Better to be a million and one make believes
Than to acknowledge yourself 
As it is, sitting, and mostly useless
Why not find someone down in the dumps
And tell them they are on top of the world
If not to take comfort 
In your shared reign
A mastery of self deception
Bolstered by a communal hopelessness
Where everyone is in on the act
Through fear, dependence or desperation
The mass of self branded individuals
Amongst billions
"Cannot see themselves for their persona's
An endless horde of the masked and thinly veiled
With nothing do to do in their lives
But pretend they were anything, anyone or anywhere else.
Behappy."


This track isn't truly "Finished", Due to massive file corruption this and another longer piece have found themselves "Stuck as is". Hope you enjoy, if possible.. regardless.

Find me elsewhere... 
https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/ 
(Bandcamp)
https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy 
(Soundcloud)
https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/
https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Title - Take Comfort
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal
Drums performed by Kyra.
Lyrics
All solace is afflicted
Weighed upon by promises unfulfilled
The scale of which has been tied in place
In fear of revelation regarding the tipping point
Nor any form of baggage relinquished
That which we all too quickly set into motion
We soon all too quickly set in stone
Once it's got away from us
And ran its course
Now calcified in the wake of coming unrest
A population idly stares between discontent.
And you? 
Take comfort 
There is little else for you to know
Take comfort, 
and complain of it
To others sitting in their inadequacies
Take comfort, 
in the communal downfall
At least we'll all be "that guy"
Paid to do nothing, such freedom
A horizon via permits
When allotted, when allowed
So sit back and wither
In fantasy and virtual worlds
Dare not look
At the beautiful new world
You demanded...
Upon request.
Better to be a million and one make believes
Than to acknowledge yourself 
As it is, sitting, and mostly useless
Why not find someone down in the dumps
And tell them they are on top of the world
If not to take comfort 
In your shared reign
A mastery of self deception
Bolstered by a communal hopelessness
Where everyone is in on the act
Through fear, dependence or desperation
The mass of self branded individuals
Amongst billions
"Cannot see themselves for their persona's
An endless horde of the masked and thinly veiled
With nothing do to do in their lives
But pretend they were anything, anyone or anywhere else.
Behappy."
This track isn't truly "Finished", Due to massive file corruption this and another longer piece have found themselves "Stuck as is". Hope you enjoy, if possible.. regardless.
Find me elsewhere... 
<a href="https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/">https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/</a> 
(Bandcamp)
<a href="https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy">https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy</a> 
(Soundcloud)
<a href="https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/">https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/</a>
<a href="https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos">https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos</a>

Take Comfort (Original Mix)

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude (Original Mix)

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude by Behappy

A Denial Of All Things Natural

Extreme Blackened Noise Music/Power Electronics 
https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Substack article for description above

Lyric Extract:
How could you save a world you've done nothing for
Screaming and shouting as directed
Whenever little miss tin pot extremist
Tugs at your puppet strings
Hearts and crafts
The technique's now perfect.
You want to save a world you never saw
By destroying people you've never met
And really it's just for the self
A cultivated self
Not cultivated by you
But by your daily intake of passive media
And law
The self of man in it's dying days
Lashing out desperately for any experience it hasn't yet had
As the realization finally dawns upon it
But too little too late
Clambers to destroy all in it's place
In bitter revenge for a life now regretted.
Time is but a schedule
And it's passing an inconvenience
And when your times up, it's up
And that's that
We're so often told.
It's all the here and now
Or if desperate
To be new wave and spiritual
with an entirely sculpted mind
Perhaps it's reincarnation
More of the here and now
But you don't believe it
You know there's nothing
Other than the ravings of hopeful idiots.
Those desperate for more than Ikea
And Mcfeelings
A hellish post-nature
Post-human
Perpetual life support
A system of man's creation
The fucking hive which drones endlessly.
It's much more efficient to regulate emotions
And direct them towards the onlookers
They'll barely know what's hit them
Likewise, they'll barely know what they've hit
In fact most will barely know a thing
Whatever keeps the balance
On that fucking screen.
You want save a world you've never known
Never tried to know
Never even desired to know
But of course it's all we've got
So you want to save a world you've never known
It's all there is
Wrapped about our universe
But greater than anyone
You want to do what you've been told
Or else you might have to face something natural 

Extreme Blackened Noise Music/Power Electronics 
<a href="https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web">https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web</a>
Substack article for description above
Lyric Extract:
How could you save a world you've done nothing for
Screaming and shouting as directed
Whenever little miss tin pot extremist
Tugs at your puppet strings
Hearts and crafts
The technique's now perfect.
You want to save a world you never saw
By destroying people you've never met
And really it's just for the self
A cultivated self
Not cultivated by you
But by your daily intake of passive media
And law
The self of man in it's dying days
Lashing out desperately for any experience it hasn't yet had
As the realization finally dawns upon it
But too little too late
Clambers to destroy all in it's place
In bitter revenge for a life now regretted.
Time is but a schedule
And it's passing an inconvenience
And when your times up, it's up
And that's that
We're so often told.
It's all the here and now
Or if desperate
To be new wave and spiritual
with an entirely sculpted mind
Perhaps it's reincarnation
More of the here and now
But you don't believe it
You know there's nothing
Other than the ravings of hopeful idiots.
Those desperate for more than Ikea
And Mcfeelings
A hellish post-nature
Post-human
Perpetual life support
A system of man's creation
The fucking hive which drones endlessly.
It's much more efficient to regulate emotions
And direct them towards the onlookers
They'll barely know what's hit them
Likewise, they'll barely know what they've hit
In fact most will barely know a thing
Whatever keeps the balance
On that fucking screen.
You want save a world you've never known
Never tried to know
Never even desired to know
But of course it's all we've got
So you want to save a world you've never known
It's all there is
Wrapped about our universe
But greater than anyone
You want to do what you've been told
Or else you might have to face something natural

A Denial Of All Things Natural by Behappy

A Denial Of All Things Natural (Original Mix)

Bathe In Ashes (Original Mix)

Bathe In Ashes

Cruelly shuffling in your seat
Impatiently, incapably
Restless in perpetual stultification
A fidgeting stupor
Growing more anxious by the day
Of what? if not more time
More dreaded time
To be wasted
Traffic passes uncomfortably
Thinly mocking your static nature
As the world outside grows more perceivably hostile
From within a room untarnished by sleep or company
Where intrusive thoughts are left unchecked
To be the norm, a cycle of doubts and hate
Slowly eroding any motivations
The mind learns to poison itself
Through an inability to accept such dissonance
Settling into the veneer of psychosis
Lack of anything becomes all too real
Lucid moments bring despondency
If not worse
Memory.


Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Track - A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Video Available here - youtu.be/3Z8TrzT2saM

The full Lyrics are too long to post here.

Cruelly shuffling in your seat
Impatiently, incapably
Restless in perpetual stultification
A fidgeting stupor
Growing more anxious by the day
Of what? if not more time
More dreaded time
To be wasted
Traffic passes uncomfortably
Thinly mocking your static nature
As the world outside grows more perceivably hostile
From within a room untarnished by sleep or company
Where intrusive thoughts are left unchecked
To be the norm, a cycle of doubts and hate
Slowly eroding any motivations
The mind learns to poison itself
Through an inability to accept such dissonance
Settling into the veneer of psychosis
Lack of anything becomes all too real
Lucid moments bring despondency
If not worse
Memory.
Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Track - A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Video Available here - youtu.be/3Z8TrzT2saM
The full Lyrics are too long to post here.

Chot!s

Azfor

Chot!s (Original Mix)

Burning Bridges

xoma

Burning Bridges - A throwback to the past.
3 down-tempo rhythmic noise tracks fused with twisted percussion & atonal soundscapes.
credits

Sound design, composition & mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
- xoma.neocities.org
Artwork by Björn Norberg
- bjnorberg.com 

Burning Bridges - A throwback to the past.
3 down-tempo rhythmic noise tracks fused with twisted percussion &amp; atonal soundscapes.
credits
Sound design, composition &amp; mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
<ul>
<li>xoma.neocities.org
Artwork by Björn Norberg</li>
<li>bjnorberg.com</li>
</ul>

Rattling The Cage

Anhedonia

Dead Resources

Bambra

Yodest

That is a collaboration between Bambra and Yodest. 'Dead Resources' was made on base Yodest's idea. 'We Are All In Hell' was made on base Bambra's idea.

Dead Resources and We Are All In Hell by Bambra and Yodest is the first dark industrial single from these musicians. The two tracks try to enact the pain and poverty and deprivation and utter lack of meaning in some dystopia world where a deadly virus has been unleashed into the world’s population.

The first track Dead Resources has its sounds in the gutter where law and order are breaking down and total anarchy is happening. On top features field recordings, emergency sounds from an urban city and a thumping low bass kick with dark synths to give it a more tragic atmosphere.

We Are All In Hell is noise experimentation but ultimately made for the Power Electronics genre. It captures the so-called new normal after covid lockdown and the fears that it will bring a new control system like something out of a sci-fi film.
Bound and gagged in an open prison. Nobody will escape this new totalitarian system. Slaves to a new age that’s what the aggressive tare-out sound is panned to the right, a very loud burst of noise pushing through the pain threshold exceeding red accompanied by a pulsating bass and heavy kick driving your soul to the ground.

A digital prison for the mind or just another digital music release from the dark side of the arts. It's terrible sounding or is it an audio terror sound for the resistance? 

Dead Resources youtu.be/vrO4hg5g8u0
We Are All In Hell youtu.be/i6fSpfZGzqM

That is a collaboration between Bambra and Yodest. 'Dead Resources' was made on base Yodest's idea. 'We Are All In Hell' was made on base Bambra's idea.
Dead Resources and We Are All In Hell by Bambra and Yodest is the first dark industrial single from these musicians. The two tracks try to enact the pain and poverty and deprivation and utter lack of meaning in some dystopia world where a deadly virus has been unleashed into the world’s population.
The first track Dead Resources has its sounds in the gutter where law and order are breaking down and total anarchy is happening. On top features field recordings, emergency sounds from an urban city and a thumping low bass kick with dark synths to give it a more tragic atmosphere.
We Are All In Hell is noise experimentation but ultimately made for the Power Electronics genre. It captures the so-called new normal after covid lockdown and the fears that it will bring a new control system like something out of a sci-fi film.
Bound and gagged in an open prison. Nobody will escape this new totalitarian system. Slaves to a new age that’s what the aggressive tare-out sound is panned to the right, a very loud burst of noise pushing through the pain threshold exceeding red accompanied by a pulsating bass and heavy kick driving your soul to the ground.
A digital prison for the mind or just another digital music release from the dark side of the arts. It's terrible sounding or is it an audio terror sound for the resistance? 
Dead Resources youtu.be/vrO4hg5g8u0
We Are All In Hell youtu.be/i6fSpfZGzqM

We Are All In Hell

In Hell

Sound design, composition & mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
Photograph by James Waddington. 

Sound design, composition &amp; mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
Photograph by James Waddington.

Isolated

Falling

Atavist

Process

Hangman

Judgement

Militant

Sound design, composition & mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
Artwork & graphic design by David Telfer (pyxidium) 

Sound design, composition &amp; mixing by Terry Hamilton (xoma)
Artwork &amp; graphic design by David Telfer (pyxidium)

powerelectronics