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Goldz Field- Last Temptation

Start the year off correct with some dirty hip hop from your man Goldz Field.  Anthony Vincent ejects himself from the harsh psychedelic weird of recent Xrin Arms joints into a realm of head-nodding beats and definitively sick rhymes.  With guest spots from Don Robinson, Sav Killz, Sewamouf, p.Wrecks, and Guttah Face, and a banger each from producers Black Light and Kevlaar 7 these six tracks deliver a curative against bullshit music and the punk ass busters who make it.  ”Last Temptation” has some slaps that knock hard and rhymes straddling the line between the gutter and a larger consciousness.  Goldz Field is hungry and ready to get that gouda.

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Our midwest comrades at Placenta Recordings have dropped their latest compliation of absolutely action-packed music, and it includes your boy Speak Onion with a brand new and exclusive track, as well as a hot joint featuring long-time friend of I.B.N., Xrin Arms.

‘Placenta Family Tree – Disc 4′ can be had over at http://www.archive.org/details/ThePlacentaFamilyTree-Disc4.

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Grindthieves, the finest source for new hotness in all kinds of under-the-radar music, especially hard electronics, is back after a little hiatus, and they want you to know about the Digit216 vs. Speak Onion: Battle at Silent Barn. We figured they’d enjoy hearing this audio slugfest. It seems they did:

“I would LOVE to hear this shit at a sound system near me. Fuuuck.”

If you don’t already have IBNo17: Battle At Silent Barn in your life, go get it (Download IBN017: Digit216 vs. Speak Onion- Battle At Silent Barn). And whatever you do, keep looking at Grindthieves for releases, mixes, shows, and all manner of great stuff.

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Download IBN018: Blind Moany Wat – No outside force can harm the coyote

Blind Moany Wat returns with “No outside force can harm the coyote.”

A gritty blur of lap-steel scrape, warped bass and synthesized smear, “No outside force…” comes from the porch of a dilapidated house at the edge of a ruined world. The tools are rusted and the sky is bruised. A crow steals guitar strings for its nest. Angry insects infest the synthesizers and a mouse died inside the drum machine some time ago. These tracks are its elegy.

Blind Moany Wat infuses techno with a ragged bleakness, bursts of noise abuse lonely drums while a broken guitar raises a clangor in protest. A slow parade around a decaying center, these tracks invite you to explore a unique zone of sound where electronic precision collapses into a mutating heap emitting haggard ruckus.

Take your jug of ale outside and listen while fall eats into summer.

Go get IBN016: Inconclusive Whale Autopsy- Inconclusive Whale Autopsy right now.

Inconclusive Whale Autopsy doesn’t have patience for pussyfooting around. The mission is gut, get, grab, and bail. The results are often messy, and that’s ultimately for the best. Quick bursts of energy from the left field of another dimension leave you bewildered and covered in incredibly wet ambergris. By the time you realize you’ve been drenched, Inconclusive Whale Autopsy has already moved on to fuck up more brains.

Immigrant Breast Nest is honored to present Inconclusive Whale Autopsy’s self-titled debut release. Trying to describe this record could have us inventing words all day and night, but these eight tracks only take seven minutes to drive the point home with no room for doubt. This is as weird and brutal as it gets. Inconclusive Whale Autopsy will rearrange your insides without a map.

Derek Tibs (CEO, 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.

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This split release comes from two of the most vital electronic musicians working today. These two are separated by space and style, but couldn’t be closer after touring together and performing together for over two years. From psychedelic to brutal to harsh to pulsating, Snow Braids brings it all into one tight package.

Xrin Arms has been circling America, like a vulture looking for roadkill to feast on, destroying venues with zero remorse and whether you love him or hate him, you have no choice but to respect his determination and progression as an artist.  This once-leader of a digital grind movement has moved on to a much more colorful pasture; a harsh psychedelic one.  Incorporating live instruments and moving on from the typical e-grind formula, Xrin Arms has managed to find himself standing alone with practically his own music genre.  These four songs will be sure to please the harshness addicts and the melody lovers all at the same time. Trip away.

Speak Onion brings his particular style of noise-laden breakcore to the table, abandoning all caution and pushing the levels to the red. Only one track is needed to get the point across here. And the point is absolute ruination through sound. After the sprawling excess of “Trigger Pusher” Speak Onion returns to economical efficiency and packs a mammoth wallop into this 7-minute 5-finger sandwich.  Nothing less would suffice to close out this epic release.

Good luck finding your teeth.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)

Make some room on your iPod because I.B.N. is about to drop two more zipped up satchels of fresh beats & noises. Close out 2009 with this incomparable & incomprehensible 1-2 punch from Speak Onion & David B. Applegate. Speak Onion returns with the mind-bending “Trigger Pusher” E.P. in hand, guaranteed to flip your wig if you wear one or blow all the hairs off your head if you don’t. David B. Applegate strikes from the back with “King of the Campus,” & will have you inventing multi-hyphenated genre names, coming up with metaphors & reprogramming your ear circuitry with invisible tools. Are you hungry for breakbeats whistling through a decrepit cityscape!? Does your mouth water for scrambled rhythms shattering signals into noise!? Can you eat that!? Open wide & let us push these epics into the mouth of your ear! This isn’t a warning or a promise, it’s a law written on a rock buried in an empty lot.

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First off, we have new releases from Speak Onion and David B Applegate coming this month! Just getting the mastering done. Speak Onion’s “Trigger Pusher” is an EP of 2 looooong tracks capturing the bonkers live energy he’s been bringing to the stage of late, and David B. Applegate’s “King Of The Campus” is a full length bursting with sklatter, BOOM, and blOOr for days. Get excited. Any minute now. Check out the artwork.

Also, check out Speak Onion’s new website design, and find him on Twitter. You can expect him to be hollering about breakbeats, fish, beards, eating, and maybe Nord synthesizers or whatever the fuck that dude is ever talking about.

Also, did you find me on facebook yet? I didn’t!

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We are rewarding, you, the Immigrant Breast Nest faithful, with the first access to the brand-newest Thermometerometer styles, in digital form, before the CDs are even ready to print. Get down on it.

Thermometerometer returns with Overcoming Adversity City, a nightmare romp through the cracked prisms of doom metal, electronic improvisation, tricked-out beats, and the good, old-fashioned weirdness for which they’re best known. After spending its earliest days getting shapes, Thermometerometer has now begun to break them down into micro-shapes and colored dust from which they form the crayons responsible for drawing these seven slabs of electrified sonic abstraction. Need an edgy doom fix? Hear Seventeen Million Dollar Block and Arcane Arabic Soccer Magick. Want some bombed out spastic bass & drum machine abuse? Please enjoy Total Breakdance Society and Ironic Ethnicity City. Or, if you’re inclined toward digital wrecks & noisy eclectic beat disruptions, check out Ticking Amazing and Mad Derelict. No matter where your mind wanders on the spectrum of fresh electronic sounds, T-MOM is there with something you’ve not yet imagined.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)