Bonechurch with Alexander White Nine Hells And Eighteen Keys https://mtrgrey.bandcamp.com/album/nine-hells-and-eighteen-keys A hand wanders blind, following the ebb and flow of leylines through the dark. Pressure and softness guide from point to point, straying left and right, ascending and descending. There are no straight ways here, only newfound paths amidst the gloom, crossing and uncrossing. Forward progress is not the prize, for the writing of the journey itself drives the exploration onward. Each texture uncovered, each wrinkle pressed into the canvas opens another seam in the black. What began as instinct becomes ritual. What seemed accidental begins to reveal its own hidden geometry. The map does not preexist the movement; it is folded and refolded by the very steps that trace it. In the end, nothing is resolved, yet everything has been altered, as if a door once opened in darkness can never be fully closed again. (An archival recording from the earliest days of Bonechurch, improvised on the ASR-10 circa 2000, previously released and subsequently cleansed, folded, and manipulated by Alexander White some years later.) Limited edition of 25 printed double CDRs with 8-page cardstock photo book. Unlimited downloads are also available. #darkambient #drone #noise #deathindustrial #MTRGrey #NoBoundaries

Dan Dolby Voices https://mtrblack.bandcamp.com/album/voices The black maw yawns open and the soot of ages bellows into the world. Vast clouds of ash choke the skies as infernal utterances spill from those cavernous lips, mutterings of endings and apocalypses. The air turns to poison, the sun blotted out beneath a seething black. At first the voices are distant, a tremor beneath the surface of things. Then they rise, layered and relentless, pressing inward from every direction. Walls vibrate. Breath shortens. Thought fractures. Life twists, becomes stunted, dwindles and finally bows beneath the towering weight of those abyssal voices. When they recede, they leave nothing cleansed, nothing redeemed, only the echo of having been overwhelmed. Limited edition of 25 CDRs with 8-page cardstock photo book. Unlimited downloads and standard edition printed CDRs in Velcro-bound cardstock sleeves are also available. #noise #abstract #experimental #MTRBlack #NoBoundaries

Hit With A Barrage Sifting Through The Wreckage https://mtrblack.bandcamp.com/album/sifting-through-the-wreckage The concrete edifice shudders, cracks, and finally collapses beneath the weight of age. A million tons of rock and water burst forward, rushing down the doomed valley, consuming and consuming. When the roar subsides, there is no silence, only a dense, unyielding hiss. Dust hangs in the air like a second sky. Steel twists. Foundations are erased. The map no longer matches the land. What follows is not rescue, not mourning, but excavation. Hands move through splintered beams and pulverized stone, lifting fragments that no longer resemble what they once were. Meaning must be pried loose from ruin. Every shard hums with the memory of impact. Every breath tastes of grit. The wreckage does not offer answers. It resists. It grinds against itself long after the collapse, as if the structure is still trying to stand. Limited edition of 25 printed cassettes with hand cut, hand folded, numbered, four-panel, double-sided j-card on watermarked cotton paper. Unlimited downloads are also available. #hnw #harshnoise #abstract #experimental #MTRBlack #NoBoundaries

Karengkang/NRYY/Thirdorgan/Theo Nugraha Distortion Spear https://mtrblack.bandcamp.com/album/distortion-spear Behold a dark house of many rooms. Some hold a strange euphoria, streaked with bad intentions, underpinned by power and aggression. Others reveal swirling chaos, where meaning is tossed aside in favor of pure experience, untethered and unguided. Others still contain a barely contained energy, blackened by its restraints as it pushes to expand, infect, consume. The house does not choose between them. It contains them all, and trembles. Limited edition of 25 printed cassettes with hand cut, hand folded, numbered, four-panel, double-sided j-card on watermarked cotton paper. Unlimited downloads are also available. #breakcore #noisecore #blackmetal #noise #MTRBlack #NoBoundaries

February was cold, dark, and brutal, so it seems apropos to follow suit with that month’s releases, three of the Black and a brief glimpse of light with a Grey.

Album stories in the alt text. Physical editions at mtrec.bandcamp.com/merch

#darkambient #noise #MTRBlack #MTRGrey #NoBoundaries