Light a candle. Draw the required sigils. Now, raise your arms above your head and slowly, gently, exhale your soul. You won’t need it here. This is Audioccult, and it’s time to get low. Illustration: Simone Klimmeck
When philosopher-musicians BlackBlackGold (that’s me), xorzyzt and Tomas first came together as a unit in September of 2011, the ritual of DJing together was the synthesis of a shared longing: fog, heavy vibes, aural evil. Collaboration was inevitable, and from that day we three kings have birthed two distinct events in Berlin with similar goals: violent dancing and the end of party apathy. When you enter our space, you are part of the cabal.
PURGE was the first spawn of our united ideology. Emerging in the winter of 2011, the logo told audiences everything they needed to know: the antithesis of Acid’s positivity and the rawness of black metal. The first edition presented the icy-cold sounds of HTRK and the Cocteau Twins-inspired Bruises, followed by a dancefloor of the bleakest, crunchiest bass, drones and filth available. This live/DJ combo is an important factor in the formula: to give a feeling of belonging to the crowd, of community through a physical presence—the organic electronic. Since that evening, the bi-monthly PURGE has mutated through different incarnations and a flurry of guest DJs to suit our shifting desires: the second party featured the industrial techno of Ancient Methods and devolved into a combination of DJing and nude performance art. The third was a crushingly heavy, fogged-out warehouse okkvlt with Modern Witch, Sewn Leather and Dracula Lewis, and the fourth an open-air drone metal rave with Nadja and Jaws. Doom-stretched guitar chords and codeine-wave wove through a field of slowly swaying freaks under black skies and summer stars. In a pentagram of flowers and a circle of jack-o-lanterns we made Halloween magick with the jagged digital hardcore-influenced filthstep of Deathface, celebrating a year of collaboration the only way we know how: loudly.
A post-goth’s wet dream, #gHashtag (pronounced GASH-tag) is the “softer” sibling to PURGE, a cross-genre/cross-dressing URL/IRL connection. The only party in town where you can hear a combination of R&B club, ’90s grungepunk, trap and gangsta shit combined with industrial-dance evil; Southern screw and NON too. The perfect solution for genre-nonspecific weirdos who want to hear everything that inspires them in one singular evening. Live remixes and reconceptualizations are the keywords, Top 40 through a glass darkly. “Don’t take your music genres and your subcultures so seriously” is what we mean to say, but also “Find new ways to love old sounds.”
This is the nightlife philosophy we have built together, spun from our various subcultural and post-subcultural backgrounds. Experience both sides for yourself at CTM.13 when we bring together a host of our favorite sounds into two rooms: the industrial hip-hop of Mykki Blanco, bloodrave soundtracks from Gatekeeper, ︻╦╤─ ƱZ ─╤╦︻ and his thundering trap, and shattered electronic sludge metal from Necro Deathmort. These and others await you on February 2nd. Join us.
What’s that? You want to know what’s been going in our ears this week, reverberating our cochleas and sending broader vibrations throughout our bodies and by extension our audio-addled souls? That’s a coincidence: here’s this week’s Editor’s Choice.~ Photo: Louise Brailey
Michael Aniser (Contributing Editor)
KK Null – A Page Of Madness
Bleak, exciting and without making any compromises. The bit-tuney stuff in the end leads straight to:
Fatima Al Qadiri – Ghost Raid
I did an interview with Fatima Al Qadiri last year – this track from her upcoming Desert Strike EP is just too good not to be posted.
Moritz Gayard (Online Duty Editor)
FIDLAR – White On White
Man, I gotta admit: I hate guitars. And I love this. Missmatch? Maybe for you. For me this is a goldie:fast forward r.o.c.k…
Erkin Koray – Fesuphanallah (3asy-K Trap Bootleg)
Are you looking for a new hero? May I introduce Erkin Koray, one of the coolest turkish musicians around. Alive and kicking since the Seventies.
AJ Samuels (Senior Print Editor)
Arpanet – Live
Excerpts from a set almost identical to the one I caught 3 weeks ago at ://aboutblank. Longplayer desperately needed.
Non – Turn Me On, Dead Man
NONsense: Boyd Rice famously distinguished himself from Genesis P-Orridge by claiming that he makes noise because he finds it pleasant to listen to, not because it’s confrontational. That’s an interesting lie. Here a taste of the upcoming bubblegum-cacophony off Back To Mono (Mute).