Here it is, the second in a trilogy of EPs coming 2012 from blackened noise/drone freaks NRIII. 

Reticence - The State or Quality of Being Reluctant; Unwillingness

This 2-song, 22-minute EP is a far turn from “Paint Your Teeth” as the short, aggressive songs change into dirges exploring the chains of introversion. Real headphone music, this chamber of horrors has so many hidden and subliminal sounds, messages, and field recordings blending into each other that you’ll find yourself feeling trapped inside of your own head.

https://www.createspace.com/2042190  

Finally available to order. Prime weirdo black metal/noise.
The first of three upcoming EP releases from NRIII.

ND-017 brrrapture - Sorry, Mister Glover

Brrapture takes on Childish Gambino in this remixtape e.p.

Cutting out all of the fat that can sometimes make a CxGx track a tad bit nauseating and leaving nothing but the pure fire of some of the hottest verses being spit on record today, brrrapture breathes new life into Gambino’s a capellas with some tricked out beats that are sure to please.

Blending blessed out IDM with some hard boom bap, each track is a mini-masterpiece that is sure to get lodged on your iPod and never leave.

This is the first release on our new SoundCloud account, which will hopefully make it even easier to listen and grab our free releases.

ND-017 brrrapture -Sorry, Mister Glover

1. Let ME Dope You (brrrapture remix)
2. Let ME Dope You (instrumental)
3. Do Ya Like (brrrapture remix)
4. Fuck it All (brrrapture remix)
5. Fuck it All (instrumental)
6. cb4 (bonus beat)
http://soundcloud.com/neondoom/sets/brrrapture-sorry-mister-glover/

ND-016- Mental Rat - Spacetrip

http://www.mediafire.com/?ony06a5wifptse8

Back in 1998, my first band, a snotty punk group named the Catatonics, had come to an end and I had begun making bizarre experimental and noise music in a band with 8 friends that we named Whimsical Fetus. In High School, I was making huge strides to grab more and more outsider music, weird sounds, and other music that pushed the boundaries of sound in general. From tracking down records announced in short run zines to making out-of-town trips to decent record stores and grabbing anything that had an interesting cover, I busted my ass to discover, digest, and dissect everything that the music world, past and current, had to give me.

Sometimes, however, things just fall in your lap. An aging hippie friend of my mother’s came to visit her for a few weeks over the summer. He was adamant about his ability to just “lay back and watch the grass grow” and during his stay with us, I more than once saw him literally doing this with all of the awe of a child. He told me that he used to make music on cassettes for a number of years and that he had heard I played.

He handed me a cassette tape of two recordings from 1994. Recordings that probably had never left the dirty sack that carried most of his belongings from the moment it was transferred over from whatever cheap 4-track it had been recorded on. He asked me if I wanted to listen to it, but insisted that it was his only copy, so I needed to be extra careful with it.

I was and, to do him a favor, I also transferred the audio of the cassette over to the computer, cleaned it up some, and burned it onto a CDR so he could pop it into the crusty disc man he usually had tucked into his poncho. A few days later and he was hoofing it again to go and camp in woods until another old friend would let him stay in their home for a few days.

I never saw the hippie dude again and in the times I remember to ask my mom about him, she usually has no clue where he is or if he still is at all. A true rambling, traveling man, living off the land.

Though I didn’t say it at the time, I kept a burned copy of the albums for myself. This, “Spacetrip” is the first of two recordings from 1994 and, though a hippie down to the dirt caked feet, long pot stained hair, and strong stench of patchouli and musk, the actually music on his tapes were pretty far removed aesthetically.

Cheap keyboards and drum machines mixed with airy, childlike vocals and observations that wouldn’t sound out of place on a Tinklers’ album, if they were more new wave influenced.

With the current interest in cassette culture, weirdo pop, and cheap, lo-fi recordings making their way through the “hip underground”, I figured it was time to give Mental Rat his moment to shine.

 ND-016- Mental Rat - Spacetrip
1. Ultimate Gardeners
2. Yesterday
3. Like Before
4. Grains of Sand
5. Coming Up
6. Major
7. Church Is Dead
8. Love Child
9. Zeta Cancri
10. Spacetrip
11. Dueling Harps
12. Return
13. Done & Said 

Oh Balls, have you ever wondered what it was like to hang out with Robert and Ryan? This is exactly what it is like. From the inner jokes to the constant feeling like they are picking on you, Muscle Boys is obscure and self referential while never being exclusive. And now you can get both EPs on one fancy disc at the low low price of just $10. But don’t take my word for it. Just read the proper description and then visit https://www.createspace.com/2000992

Muscle Boys is a snotty, tongue-in-cheek gabber punk band that records short albums that play like the most alcohol fueled garage revival acts of the late 80s and early 90s.

Parodying the seriousness of most gabber and digital hardcore without resorting to mere novelty, Muscle Boys are the perfect party band for the musically jaded.

The original EP hits hard and doesn’t let up with only a small sampling of what was coming around the bend. The second EP was were the true voice of Muscle Boys was found. The punk and gabber elements were patch-worked together with just the right amount of pop sensibilities to appeal to noise freaks, angsty tweens, punk rawkers, and ravers.

These two EPs together are a 29 minute party you’ll be glad to keep coming back too. 

Out Now. $10. https://www.createspace.com/1989984

”The fear and anger boiling inside of our blood is spilled across the cold concrete of our self-made prisons. With every lowering of our head to governments, corporations, and institutions we are allowing them to slice away at our being with ease. A world of empty flesh moving meticulously towards their graves capturing every second of their meandering lives in a rush to remember what sent them down this desolate path.

Experimental Blackened Psych-Noise. The shadow screams of the defeated human race.”

10 Tracks. 44 Minutes. 

A little update of sorts.

Coming Next Week, after a short delay, the new NRIII release “Solus Patior” Professional CD-R.

At the end of the month the above album, “EP Collections” by Muscle Boys will be release via Professional CD-R as well. This is collection of the first two Muscle Boys EPs from 2009 and 2010 respectively.

Sometime between these two physical releases you’ll find a new free downloadable album from Mental Rat, an early 1990s obscurity from the waning days of cassette culture.

Additionally, in the next few months we will be redesigning the Website as well as working towards creating a stronger presence on SoundCloud to make it even easier to download and stream any of our downloadable releases.

Thanks for sticking with us.

The release of Solus Patior has been slightly delayed. Don’t worry, folks, it’ll still be out early November.