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  • Finally, the third LP from AGNOSY has arrived! 

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    Dark, heavy, galloping crust from the streets of London. AGNOSY is back to present us with a ferocious beast of an album that can only be forged by the anger and frustration of living in today’s world. “When Daylight Reveals The Torture” aggressively attacks evils such the current rise of fascism and animal abuse. It intelligently and passionately touches on the Afrin invasion and the revolution in Rojava and shows nothing but utter disgust toward the arrogance of humankind’s lust for greed and power that will inevitably lead us down paths of war and environmental devastation.

    AGNOSY – Live at SCUMFEST in London. 2011

    While lyrically AGNOSY are much more politicly straight forward this time around than on previous releases, musically they have expanded on their sound to create a dark and moody atmosphere while at the same time staying crust as fuck. To say they know what they are doing would be an understatement from this band of vets whose members have played in HIATUS, HEALTH HAZARD, and BEGINNING OF THE END.

    Long galloping intros are followed up by traditional d-beat, fierce solo’s are then meet with vicious vocals and pulverizing bass in a brilliant recording captured by Lewis Johns at The Ranch Production House and was mastered by Brad Boatright at Portland’s legendary Audiosiege. We then pressed on deluxe heavyweight 150-gram vinyl,  printed on reverse board jackets, and included an 11in x 22in gatefold insert to bring you a high quality and truly epic record.  

    Click this link to buy AGNOSY “When Daylight Reveals the Torture” Vinyl

    Click this link Stream or Download from our BANDCAMP page

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  • The legendary crust classic is now available once again!

    Authorized and released in cooperation with MISERY, S.D.S., & MCR Japan & Remastered by Jack Butcher at Enormous Door Studio we are beyond proud to make one one the most rare and sought after crust records available  once again.

    Fuck the scavengers charging punks exuberant amounts of cash on ebay and discogs. We worked meticulously with both bands and with Jack at Enormous door to bring you an updated version that kicks major audio ass while maintaining the original authenticity. 

    Released on deluxe 150 gram vinyl. With an 11×11 inner sleeve. Black Paper Jacket. Reverse Board Jacket.

    Feel free to Stream or Download at our Bandcamp page – HERE

    Buy a physical copy of the Vinyl from our webstore – HERE

    Check out Terminal Sound Nuisance for an outstanding review of the original LP. The review gives insight on not only the music but the records long lasting impact on crust music and why it remains so important to this day. – http://terminalsoundnuisance.blogspot.com/2013/06/misery-sds-pain-in-suffering-future.html
    S.D.S.
    MISERY

    Earlier this year we re-issued this legendary LP and sold over 950 copies in just 4 short months. For this second pressing we pressed 490 copies on Krystal Clear & 485 on Grey Vinyl with Black Mist.

    Crystal Clear (Bullet belt no included)
    Grey With Black Mist (Bullet belt no included)
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    UNITED STATES
  • Stench crust the way it was meant to be played!

    The UK crust scene of the 1980’s inspired band after band but no other band has ever reincarnated the sound of that time as well as SWORDWIELDER. Quite simply if you like crust, then this the album you have waited decades for.

    Package includes- 
    LP pressed on deluxe 150-gram vinyl. 
    Reverse board jacket 
    Printed inner sleeve 
    11×17 poster

    Stream album for free or download for a small fee here – https://profaneexistence.bandcamp.com/album/swordwielder-system-overlord-lp

    Buy Vinyl here – https://profaneexistence.bandcamp.com/album/swordwielder-system-overlord-lp

    Review by Craig Hayes from “Your Last Rites”… 
    Swordwielder – System Overlord 
    Heavyweight punk fanatics take note: System Overlord is a fucking triumph. The long-awaited sophomore album from Gothenburg stenchcore band Swordwielder is a brooding behemoth, constructed from the filthiest and heftiest strains of punk and metal. System Overlord shimmers with apocalyptic visions, and it’s overflowing with all the grim atmospherics and intimidating intensity that defines consummate crushing crust.

    Too much hype? No way… And no apologies, either. Swordwielder deal in definitive stenchcore on System Overlord, and much like their full-length debut, 2013’s Grim Visions of Battle, the band’s latest release is a knockout. Swordwielder’s harsh, gruff and dark sound owes a significant debt to old school icons like Amebix, Axegrinder, Deviated Instinct, and Antisect, and they mix and mangle their influences and leave ’em to rot on the battlefield.

    Plenty of hammering rage drives System Overlord tracks like “Violent Revolution,” “Savage Execution” and “Cyborgs,” and thundering epics like “Corrupt Future” and “Northern Lights” exhibit subtler strengths, mixing guttural growls and clean vocals with crashing percussion and dirge-laden riffs. Connoisseurs of corpse-dragging crust will love the brute-force belligerence of “Absolute Fear,” “Nuclear Winter,” and “Second Attack,” which rain down like merciless mortar barrages. As a rule, all of System Overlord‘s mammoth tracks chug and churn with grinding muscle, while reeking of squalor and decay.

    Swordwielder exudes tightly coiled aggression from start to finish here—songs rise from the ashes of desolation, and resounding calls for action and resistance ring loud. If you’re a fan of heavy-hitters like Fatum, War//Plague, Carnage, Zygome, Cancer Spreading or (insert your favorite hefty crust crew here), System Overlord‘s trampling tempo and strapping sound are bound to appeal.

    Crust profane existence swordwielder
  •  We are happy to announce our next new release

    WILT – “Self Titled” 

    WILT combine old school metal and crust in a perfect hybrid that very few others have ever achieved. Prepare for a LP thats equal parts galloping d-beat crust reminiscent of bands like HELLSHOCK, and INSTINCT OF SURVIVAL, meets old school death metal in the vein of BOLT THROWER, MEMORIAM (old) SEPULTURA.

     

    Here is a track from the upcoming LP

    https://profanexistence.files.wordpress.com/2017/03/02-sermon-for-the-bootlickers.wav

     

    “Sermon for the Bootlickers”

    Despite the inculcation of helplessness within each there remains great power. Ill at ease with such makes us ill. Learn to see the hand that feeds for what it is. You’ve been fooled if you think you’ve got no power. Refuse to be reduced to a consumer you’re a human being. Define yourself by more than wealth. Define yourself as a human. You don’t need what you’re being sold. Bend your knee to no authority but your own mind. You have the power to avoid the gilded trap. Avarice is what you’re conditioned for. Break the mold discover what’s really valuable to you. 

    WILT will be on in Europe this July / August will ELECTROZOMBIES From Chile

    Wed, July 12 Hanover / Germany / Confirmed
    Thu, July 13 Bremen  
    Fri, July 14 Mulhem / Germany / Confirmed  
    Sat, July 15 Gent, Belgium / CrustPicnic / Confirmed
    Sun, July 16 Paris / France or Amsterdam / Nederland  
    July 18 North-East France or West Germany 
    July 19 Freiburg / Germany TBC 
    July 20 Winterthur / Switzerland 
    Fri, July 21 Zurich / Switzerland
    Sat, July 22 Biel / Switzerland 
    July 23 Lausanne or Geneva / Switzerland 
    July 24 Geneva / Switzerland or Grenoble france
    July 25 Treviso (or Milano or Bologna or Verona) / Italy
    July 26 Ljubljana Slovenia Confirmed
    July 27 No Sanctuary chilling day
    Fri, July 28 NoSanctuary Confirmed
    Sat, July 29 NoSanctuary Confirmed
    July 30 Ilirska Bistrica/Slovenia or Vienna/Austria or Budapest/Hungary.
    July 31 Wiena / Austrai or Budapest or / Slovakia
    August 1 Brno / Czech Republic.
    August 2 Prague / Czech Republic
    August 3 Finsterwalde / Germany TBC
    Fri, August 4 Leipzig / Germany TBC
    Sat, August 5 Berlin / Germany / confirmed
    August 6 Dresden
    August 7 Wroclaw / Poland
    August 8 Warsaw / Poland
    August 9 Poznan / Poland
    August 10 Szczecin/Poland TBC
    Fri, August 11 Rostock / confirmed
    Sat, August 12 Hamburg TBC
     

    For this in the Seattle or surrounding area you can catch WILT this Saturday April first at Highline Bar with NOOTHGRUSH from Oakland.

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  • STORM OF SEDITION – “Decivilize” LP

    Are you prepared to brave the storm?…

    Brace yourself for one of the most uncompromising hard hitting and politically outspoken records of this era. STORM OF SEDITION are an anti-civilization anarchist crust punk band based out of Victoria BC. Sharing members with the mighty ISKRA you can definitely expect some serious blackened crust, and yes a huge metal influence is prevalent however STORM OF SEDITION are a bit more reminiscent of bands like CONTRAVENE & NAUSEA. “Decivilize” brings a heavy anarcho punk dynamic to the table combined with over the top blackened crust grind thats littered with blistering solo’s, insanely powerful drumbeats, and thought productive lyrics that challenge our current state of human civilization. All in all this is an absolute monster of a release!

    Comes with a 12 page booklet containing lyrics, notes, and song explanations. 

    -CLICK HERE FOR PURCHASE INFORMATION-

     

    STORM OF SEDITION WILL TOURING THE WEST COAST THIS SUMMER!!! 

    Keep you eye’s peeled for a list of tour dates soon!

     

    Listen to the song “Disconnect” here… 

    https://profanexistence.files.wordpress.com/2017/03/storm-of-sedition-decivilize-05-disconnect.mp3

    Living a domesticated existence
    Starves people of meaning in their lives
    Everyone feels the void beneath the surface
    Of everyday activities and routines

    Miserable, exploited, mass populations
    Feeding the industrial systems endless hunger
    Treated like machines, living beings
    Enslaved and kept passive in a technological noose

    We live in these cages
    Made of concrete, glass, and steel 
    A functioning human made hell 
    Complete with natural scenery 

    Yet there is no community
    Deprived of connection with real people 
    Technology perpetuates alienation 
    But promises to connect us

    And fill the void in our lives
    In constant need of escape and distraction 
    From this fucking ugly world
    Technology creeping into our lives 

    Pop culture, pacifying shit
    Endless distractions to curb dissent 
    A society of lonely domesticated beings 
    Attempting social interaction behind a digital screen

    Clinging to the feeling of connectedness 
    Personalized profiles, mass communication tools
    Monitored and funded by pigs 
    Spying on people, on movements
    While corporations profit off government control
    Microsoft, apple, fedbook
    Endless lists of corporations
    Infiltrating our everyday lives
    The NSA, the CSE 
    Databases created from what you share
    Information for incrimination 
    Millions of people on terrorist watch lists
    Technology’s a weapon used against us 

    Its function is to propel their ability
    To efficiently exploit us and the natural world 
    While doing so capitalizing off selling us
    Gadgets to distract us from the lives we live and hate 

    Turn off that shit, enter the real world
    You are not connected
    You are alone staring into a fucking a screen

    Get outside, meet with real people!
    Even if we use these tools 
    We must never forget 

    Technology is a system created by and for those in power
    And it will only exist with 
    Division of labor, exploitation, and death

    Becoming connected through technology
    Is a sick fucking joke

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Zoldier Wars 3: Memetic Mutation – Ben Axiom

  • July 16, 2012
  • by stinkbot
  • · Columns · PE Web Zine

If you’re reading this and you’re one of us, this is your evolutionary history. Your recent ancestors passed through the narrowest evolutionary bottleneck our species has yet survived. Somehow, despite extreme environmental pressure, the genes in your lineage didn’t go extinct and weren’t forced to mutate to form a new species. It was your memes that were altered, those elusive cultural DNA code snippets responsible for the reproduction of human social behavior. In other words, your existence is the product of successful memetic engineering.

If you’re reading this and you’re not one of us, chances are you’re one of the last mutant zombie soldiers that have just crushed our tribe to enslave and colonize us. If we’re lucky, you’re an alien anthropologist studying our remains long after we migrated. In either case, I hope you enjoy the story of how we survived and transcended patriarchy…

Back to meme theory, we’re all very similar genetically as a species despite variations on the surface, and we have been for about 200,000 years. However what really makes us different is the distinct cultures that we evolve. Cultures rise and fall in waves, adapt, disperse, or go extinct, just like populations of species.

The main difference between genes and memes is that unlike the failed attempts to mechanically re-engineer our genes in the early 21st century, we all have the innate capacity to successfully re-engineer our memes.  For 99% of human history, cultural evolution was like a memetic art form. It’s canvas was our nomadic egalitarian hunting and gathering tribes and it’s pallet was an array of diverse myths, songs, dances, stories, clothes, piercings, tattoos, baskets, pottery, etc.

It was only within less than one percent of recent human history that the model for human society devolved into utter destructive chaos and the dominant meme sequence began to encode the monstrosity we called patriarchy. It was simply the loss of balance between masculine and feminine energy. Humans had successfully flattened the primate dominance hierarchy for hundreds of thousands of years, then suddenly the violent urge to control overtook the gentle urge to create. This cancerous mutation swept the globe in just a few thousand years and viciously destroyed almost all remnants of the pre-existing “partnership” societies, replacing them with “dominator” societies.

In these dark millennia, the memetic art form lost its innocence and stopped reflecting plants, animals, the earth, the sun, and the stars. The canvas became toxic crowded cities, and its pallet was a sludge of anthropocentric, narcissistic, violent, misogynistic, xenophobic, and materialistic religions, education systems, and mass media.

Humanity’s identity was once defined by peering out through the window of a tribal consciousness deeply embedded in the wild landscape. But recently a few cultures began looking only at themselves in a citified mirror of vanity. Ever more alienated from the planet and the cosmos, they justified the domestication and destruction of all in their imperial path towards ego-aggrandizement.  Every ruler tried to build the tallest sand castle. Ironically every ruler was eventually swallowed by the desert sands they made of their once lush and fertile lands.

This monstrous memetic mutation caused the 6th mass extinction of life on earth, and almost wiped out all of humanity in the process.

The very fact of your life was made possible by a resistant subcultural evolutionary mutation that took place near the end of civilization. Thanks to the work of feminist anthropologists, the dominant paradigm began to crack and was eventually shattered, at least among some of our neo-tribes. It was the rediscovery of ancient goddess worshipping cultures, the ethnographies of the last living egalitarian societies, and the study of the diversity of sexual politics in primates that gave us hope and empowered our rejection of the myth of male dominion over all life.

According to the dominators narrative of human evolution, we should feel lucky to have been civilized under the omnipotent hand of god and his chosen men. We should feel honored to have been “saved” lest we remain heathen savages, wild, naked, and unaware of the profit potential of the land, timber, minerals, livestock, and labor we cared not to exploit for private gain.

When that was the only narrative we knew, we had no choice but to march forward into paternal progress. In the schools of modernity we were taught that life before civilization was “nasty, brutish, and short.” Yet it was soon discovered that in fact the truth is quite the opposite. A new intellectual meme wave began to form; some called it primitivism, neo-tribalism, or the archaic revival.

The great lie was that life in cities ruled by elite men was superior to the equality and anarchy of life in the wild. Our research was able to subvert this lie and social movements began to grow. While some of us dreamed of insurrectionary glory, civilization didn’t last long enough for us to train our troops to fight it. It fell right on top of us.

Amidst the post-apocalyptic world devastated by plague and warfare and ruled by warlords and their militarized zombie soldier hordes, a few of us maintained strong holds of peace, equality, and autonomy. We became information stewards of the “herstory” of patriarchy so as to ensure our decedents would never temp fate again. What was once the harsh oppressive reality of male dominance became a ghost story strategically used to keep the excesses of ego in check.

We survived, and so did our now sacred texts, barely. The wave of unregulated patriarchal domination was more lethal than the plague. When the state existed, it bred the monstrosity in captivity and spent vast amounts of time, money, and energy trying to harness and train its ferocity to serve corporate fascist ends. Without a cage and a trainer, this tortured beast was even more fearsome. Luckily the worst of it only lasted as long as the bullet supply. Weapons technology regressed over time. They pulled out mortars and muskets from museums, they bred horses and built chariots, they didn’t stop until the last sharp object was dulled on human bone.

Retreat into the badlands has been the only strategy for cultural survival since the dawn of civilization. Thankfully with the knowledge of permaculture, we could terraform any bad land into an edible paradise in a decade with a cart full of seeds and stock, and a bit of rain.

I can’t believe it myself, that we were so successful. In my early years as a scholar, it was all considered a utopian pipe dream. The “realists” laughed at all the eco-topians. Indigenous traditionalists pounding drums and fighting to reclaim their lands and ways of life; hippie communes strumming acoustic guitars and praying for peace; psychedelic trance dancers flailing inside a collective hallucination nested within the benevolent consciousness of the earth mothership, downloading third-eye visions of extra-dimensional technologically advanced alien crystal cities that had long ago transcended patriarchy, the inhabitants of which appearing anxious to mentor us; peace punks moshing away the concrete and planting permaculture food forest gardens. Who would have thought, we’d crawl out of the rubble and rise from the ashes.

At the peak of the empire’s prowess, like the many that fell before, its arrogance was its demise. Humility toward nature and wealth defined by group values, not private holdings, was the salvation of the oppressed, as we danced on the ruins.

I don’t know if we all made it. But I know enough of us did. We believed in the proud prehistory of humanity, and we fought to revive the archaic into the future. We all honored the feminine divine, we all loved our mother earth, we all sought balance, we all sought peace. And we all knew that peace is birthed by cooperation, and killed by competition.

Amongst our tribe, we broke the cycle in just one generation of memetic code hacking. It was easier than we ever dreamed.

The pathology of patriarchy was not a genetic or biological disease, rather it was comprised of a belief system that was replicated with great effort and imposed on each successive generation. By simply choosing not to reinstall the belief system, the entire monstrosity collapsed within our remote population. With no more GI Joes, Barbies, Princes or Princesses to aspire to, our children’s minds were finally free. With the materialist and individualist models for beauty, wealth, and power gone, human development quite naturally returned to a deeper communal pattern. The evolved template was always there, it had just been suppressed by indoctrination.

Once we got far enough from the rotten urban core, the real work began: building a new culture out of the fragmented ruins in our post-modern minds, while still fighting off the zoldier hordes. Their reign grew weaker as the virus burned hot and fast. But the warlords managed to keep the infection and vaccination racket going long enough of set up an iron grip on all evacuation routes.

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