Immigrant Breast Nest

IBN015- Remixing The Bloodwhore

Immigrant Breast Nest let loose some of NYC’s local deviant electronics masters to work the darkest necromancy on Decanting The Bloodwhore’s tru kvlt black metal classic, Enveloped In The Dreaded Anguish Of Ancients. Hellish blasts morph into breaks and bonks and pained screams slither into seething and sizzling noise freakouts. Imbuing the extreme grymmness of the originals with horrid and un-natural power, these remixes somehow deliver extreme hotness alongside true frost.

Digit216 and Speak Onion pound out ruined breakcore with no remorse, while Joy Through Noise and Thermometerometer revel in ominous ambience. Naetron and seismologist lay out neck-breaking grooves, leaving David Morneau and David B. Applegate to get way, way out there on some alien soundscapes. Immigrant Breast Nest once again brings you the tru necro kvlt grymness, this time raised to the evil inverted infinite power.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)

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Immigrant Breast Nest and Placenta Recordings team up to bring you an ultra-hot split release from your favorite digital harsh rock artist and deranged noise experimentalist. Xrin Arms and Dental Work permanently mutate 2010 with enough electronic psychedelia to conquer the whole fucking internet.

Xrin Arms presents seven maniacal songs bouncing between a new form of brutal R&B and the digital grindcore which made his name. These tracks reveal a bizarre sound-world of hard-earned, violent versatility. And while this may be one last hurrah for his grindcore mode, the R&B inflected tracks look forward to Xrin’s upcoming full length release Coy Insanity. In any style, Xrin Arms sets himself apart. Full Circles is another notch in his belt.

Dental Work comes correct with 22 minutes of lysergic concrete, morbidly obese ape-tech, digital ramen noodle destruction, and avant-garde lamb biryani all wrapped in a neat little package to take you well beyond 2012. These four tracks, conjured using AM radio, turntable, delay, laptop, Magix 15, Atomix, knives, and plenty of LSD, emit a freakish sonic melange of ghettotech and power electronics sound collage. Dental Work’s turntable-ism is dangerous: when you hear it you may have a seizure. You may have to go to the hospital… or to the cemetery. If these tracks render you unconscious, don’t be surprised to wake up in an abandoned building surrounded by cats serving Indian food. You’re welcome.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)