Originally released as a cassette on Chondritic Sound, Writhing Flesh is one of the more ‘active' and out of control Hive Mind releases, documenting Greh's first two live performances. Endless waves of sheet metal drones and phased pain-throb ala the more handmade Throbbing Gristle interrogations. Edition of 300 copies and already sold out at the label. Looks beautiful too. Recommended.

Metal-throttling new work from Work/Death that combines tapes of treated piano ala Philip Corner with glassy drones, baroque organ fantasias and a hugely threatening atmosphere. Numbered edition of 125 copies all in beautifully hand screened cases, inserts and tapes. Recommended.

Another amazing find from Tone Filth, packaged with the usual mind-boggling attention to detail complete with hand screened cases, inserts and tapes. Unknown Russian unit that generate a beautiful silver sleet of higher-minded tone float that flashes across yr iris with all of the hallucinatory narcoleptic wow of Kosugi's “Catch Wave” and early Taj Mahal Travellers. Numbered edition of 100 and highly recommended.

Numbered edition of 103 copies in the usual eye-popping silkscreened cases, tapes and sleeves from Tone Filth. Can't think of anyone who puts so much care into their cassette releases. Tombi is Ry of the Twonicorn label on heavy waves of oblivion-charting repeat-synth that sounds like the ecstasy sound of peak Spacemen 3 pushed all the way into gridlock. Recommended.

Second limited edition version of this great narcotic noise collaboration between Charlie Draheim and Justin Meyers' Devillock incarnation. Shuddering electronics, the crack of bone, electricity and metal, an endless tunnel of skin-mangled F/X and dense sunspots of guitar/organ collusion. One tape is a split, the other a mail collaboration. Edition of 100 copies with hand-screened covers and tapes in a slim white vinyl double cassette case.

Edition of 365 copies with hand-screened white matte covers that bundles both of the peerless and long out-of-print cassettes from the duo of Justin Meyers (Devillock) and Tom Helgerson. What we said at the time: “Disarmingly beautiful guitar/electronics improvisations that work celestial cells of forlorn melody and totally degraded/overloaded recording levels into the kind of sad hymnals that William Basinski set to dissolve on The Disintegration Loops. Totally otherworldly, massively drugged and uniquely gripping.” “Slow wings of organ, fug and guitar blowing drifts of dense celestially-focussed pulse all the way along the arc of your spine.” Highly recommended.