Power Electronics

Bizarre Uproar returns with massive album consisting c. 40 minutes of claustrophobic industrial-noise punishment.

Mix of repetition and hands-on-adjusted development, oppressive mass of noise, loops, screech and vocals.

Power Electronics

Limited to 199 copies. Pressed on 140g vinyl with plain black center labels. Housed in a plastic-lined black inner sleeve and a black cardstock jacket with silver sikscreening. Includes an insert printed on 160gsm ivory paper.

Power Electronics

Recorded autumn 16. Gatefold DLP.

Black Metal

The first full-length available again on LP.

– 300gsm Jacket With Matt Varnish & Inside Flooded in Black

– 140g Yellow Vinyl

– 250gsm Cardboard Insert

– Limited To 300 Handnumbered Copies

Black Metal

Four unreleased old songs and an unreleased track from the “Esoteric Atavism” sessions.

Black Metal

And so it goes with the band’s sixth full-length, Esoteric Atavism. Ever aptly titled, Esoteric Atavism’s contents embody that title in a most provocative manner. While BLACK CILICE is esoteric in the extreme, more so is the entity atavistic, and indeed are those energies the cornerstone of this record. Characteristically coated in miles of miasmic rawness that’s an instrument unto itself, the lyrics of Esoteric Atavism delve into the OLD – old energies, old spiritually – and the music follows suit by reconstituting elements from elder BLACK CILICE recordings. Always in the red but now deeper into the black, that’s not to say Esoteric Atavism is a deliberate throwback or crass “return to the roots”; rather, the band’s birth pangs are given a deeper wisdom and wider-screened hysteria for the listener to drown himself in…or avoid, revoltingly stratifying as BLACK CILICE’s black metal may be. More pointedly, riffs are more forthright, with experimentation subtler, and songs in kind shorter: the proverbial ouroboros, then, forever feeding on the past.

Black Metal

Pressed on 140g vinyl. Housed in a 350gsm jacket with black-flooded interior and matte varnish.

Includes adouble-sided insert on 300gsm offset paper and an A2-size poster on 150gsm art paper.

Black Metal

Limited edition of 500 copies with 12″ inlay.

Black Metal

After many demo recordings, Black Door unleashed its first fulllength output, consisting of five intense hymns in devotion to Older Gods. Chaotic riffs, screams in reverence, and wailing chants form the harbinger of an elder spirit’s coming. One which is not welcoming.

Black Metal

From the frost-shrouded crypts of eternity emerges Black Funeral’s unholy testament, “Vampyr Throne of the Beast” – a glacial monument to the undead sovereigns who rule from shadows beyond mortal comprehension. This arcane opus channels the primordial darkness of castle keeps and moonless nights, where ancient bloodlines converge in blasphemous ritual. Released originally in 1995, “Vampyr…” is the debut album that established Black Funeral as one of the foundational bands in the American black metal scene.
Each track unfolds like parchment scrolls inscribed with forbidden knowledge, weaving tremolo-picked melodies that slice through the veil between worlds. The album’s frigid atmosphere conjures images of candlelit chambers where vampiric nobility hold court, their pale forms draped in medieval splendor as they preside over kingdoms of bone and shadow.
Raw, hypnotic passages cascade like winter winds through gothic spires, while ritualistic percussion echoes from stone halls where no mortal foot has tread for centuries. The production’s deliberate coldness preserves the necromantic essence – each note crystallized in ice, each vocal incantation rising from depths where daylight dare not venture.
“Vampyr Throne of the Beast” stands as a grimoire of black metal orthodoxy, summoning the spectral majesty of Europe’s darkest medieval legends. This is music for the witching hour, when the boundary between the living and the eternally damned grows thin, and ancient powers stir in their unhallowed thrones.

NOTE: Pre-order – Sent on 09/26/2025

Black Metal

From the frost-shrouded crypts of eternity emerges Black Funeral’s unholy testament, “Vampyr Throne of the Beast” – a glacial monument to the undead sovereigns who rule from shadows beyond mortal comprehension. This arcane opus channels the primordial darkness of castle keeps and moonless nights, where ancient bloodlines converge in blasphemous ritual. Released originally in 1995, “Vampyr…” is the debut album that established Black Funeral as one of the foundational bands in the American black metal scene.
Each track unfolds like parchment scrolls inscribed with forbidden knowledge, weaving tremolo-picked melodies that slice through the veil between worlds. The album’s frigid atmosphere conjures images of candlelit chambers where vampiric nobility hold court, their pale forms draped in medieval splendor as they preside over kingdoms of bone and shadow.
Raw, hypnotic passages cascade like winter winds through gothic spires, while ritualistic percussion echoes from stone halls where no mortal foot has tread for centuries. The production’s deliberate coldness preserves the necromantic essence – each note crystallized in ice, each vocal incantation rising from depths where daylight dare not venture.
“Vampyr Throne of the Beast” stands as a grimoire of black metal orthodoxy, summoning the spectral majesty of Europe’s darkest medieval legends. This is music for the witching hour, when the boundary between the living and the eternally damned grows thin, and ancient powers stir in their unhallowed thrones.

NOTE: Pre-order – Sent on 09/26/2025

Black Metal

Comprising four tracks in an epic 40 minutes, Return of Primordial Stillness indeed sounds primordial and indeed invokes a crypt-like stillness, but there’s so much more going on here. The record is bookended by two mostly instrumental tracks, with the two central compositions – “Celestial Syntropy” and “Celestial Entropy,” which are 14 minutes and 16 minutes, respectively – canvassing a wide sonic landscape, howling and desperate and yet strangely triumphant and even perversely soothing, such is their catharsis sought