what happens on the road always comes home…
6/14 – Albany, NY @ Pauly’s Hotel w/ Disgusting Sanctum (I believe)
6/15 – Johnson City, NY @ Avenue DIY w/ Obscenity Law
6/16 – Pittsburgh, PA @ Rock Room w/ Figure With Meat, Nicu Daruma (TBC), and Cancer Causes Rats
6/17 – Cleveland, OH @ DON’T GET HURT WE DON’T CARE w/ Rosebud, KBDARH, N. Janssen, and Liason
6/18 – Grand Rapids, MI @ The House Where I Died w/ TBA
6/19 – Chicago, IL @ Tritriangle w/ TBA
6/20 – Cincinnati, OH @ Museum of Modern Trash w/ Begravd and Material Body Dysfunction
6/22 – Richmond, VA @ Chicken Fiesta/Lovejail w/ Yohimbe, Xenojthz, Agonal Breathing, and Seeking Punishment
6/23 – Philly, PA @ Heaven’s Gate w/ Yureka Cash, Spiritual Recess
6/24 – NYC, NYC @ TBD w/ TBA
6/25 – Providence, RI @ Black Lace w/ TBA
be there or get fucked.
Concrete Mascara plays Industrial Aktions, February 23, 2019.
Be there or get fucked.
Remove the black veil that hides you from the world. Reality bites at your flesh like a remorseless hound. A lattice work of repressed emotions and hidden trauma smolders with impotent rage. Declawed and neutered by one another. Servile and scraping, begging to be bound, praying for punishment. A blind wriggling mass of bodies, devouring its host.
“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—forever.” G.O.
Concrete Mascara return with a new album of moldering resentment, damaged electronics and strangled declarations of disease. Out now on Antipatik Records, available here.
Out on Unrest Productions, “Decay Sequence”. Available here.
“If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?”
Dead Dreams – Halo Of Shattered Teeth c39 – [VR-004] / [antpk.05]
“Now he became aware of an insidious, seeping, cooling-off which at some earlier and unremembered time had begun to explore him – investigating him as well as the world around him. It reminded him of their final minutes on Luna. The chill debased the surfaces of objects; it warped, expanded, showed itself as bulb-like swelling that sighed audibly and popped. Into the manifold open wounds the cold drifted, all the way down into the heart of things, the core which made them live. What he saw now seemed to be a desert of ice from which stark boulders jutted. A wind spewed across the plain which reality had become; the wind congealed into deeper ice, and the boulders disappeared for the most part. And darkness presented itself off the edges of his vision; he caught only a meager glimpse.” PKD
the recycled dead, bones and sinew re-purposed for new horror
pregnant murk, birthing inky black fingers to collect our buried shame
soot-covered industrial tones, dark ambient swells, looping ambient noise
maggots feed on dead dreams…
Antipatik Records and Vanity Recordings present, Dead Dreams, a new anonymous ambient industrial project from the US. two tracks 19.5 minutes a side. get low.
$8 postage paid in the US. wholesale available as well. contact perfectblue69 [at] hotmail [dot] com. European customers can contact Antipatik directly at antipatikrecords [at] hotmail [dot] com.