Black Ritual Acid

“Operated under extreme psychosis, performed live in the dead of night at the studio of The Hague’s pirate Radio Tonka, these two records contain an apocalyptic selection of the very darkest moments of its maker…”

the-yard-of-a-madhouse

Sonic weeping and gnashing of teeth from the madhouse then?

Perhaps deliberately inept but demented drum machine/beat box grunge – as kind of techno occupational therapy? I’m down with this lunatic fringe that Bunker-Panzerkreuz seem to keep finding curled up in their doorway. There’s a kind of autistic honesty to it that cuts to the chase. Maybe Techno was always about being lost (there was even a legendary club night in London called that in the 90s), staring over the brink – struggling with the straight jackets of your own personal demons;

“Uttering words of God knows what madness, or God knows what truth?”

Did the Drugs<>Techno interface release that? … or encourage its very pursuit?

There was always a lot of drug psychosis in the Bunker camp if we’re to believe the stories, but wasn’t there everywhere? (We all have our lists of casualties).


But surely only Bunker-P. could find a nutter who apparently received instructions from Jaz Coleman (Killing Joke) in his dreams, to make a project called ‘Ye Gods’ to unite the universe through electronic sound!?