This one's a good-time punk party to make those old teenagers dizzy and sweaty again... hell, it's for you teens all softened up by nowadays too! Turn it up, let's slam, pogo, and lose control. Here's a house full of punks ready for volume, Ma & Pop are away for the weekend, goodbye lawn! A full listen will result in cold pizza for tomorrow's breakfast.
HARD FILTH: (or) Soundtrack for a gas station bathroom.
Welcome to my latest mix, a collection of songs united in an aural filth, a destructive path of unnerving sounds, fuzzy, broken tunes echoing inside a speakerbox that will buzz at any volume, feedback play, whirring, whizzing lo-fi synths, a primitive pulse of discontent, anxious vocals, existential heavy post-psych vibrations, and, at times delivering a rock-solid boogie.
Listen to them, the children of the night... What music they make.
Soundtrack for a drive on a chilly summer night, beneath a UFO.
It took me a few tries navigating this thing, but within a couple of days of digging, Uncle Dracula's got a mix for ya! I must say this, I am an obsessive mix maker, and I aim to make each one feel like a real album, or at least a soundtrack to some hypothetical cult VHS starring Uncle Dracula. With the exception of a few songs on each mix, I am barely familiar with these artists, working way-outta my comfort zone for mix making. I never made a mix this way before, but I am pleased with the results! They will always be under 80 minutes, so they can fit on a CDR (or cassette!?), as infinite iturd playlists are against my religion. Stay tuned for more.
Lucifer in the sky with aliens,