Friday, October 28, 2011

Infirm Individual - Human Race Get Off Your Plate

Okay. What should I say? The time is now. Humanity is cracking the schackle. Let's celebrate it. This is your OST. Independent Rubbo Bubbo with underground-vocals, weird chiptunes and a load of reptilian-asskicking attitude. Let there be LOVE, my friends. Infirm Individual is a powerful individual, dude!


Saturday, August 6, 2011

Holmes - Holmes EP

Slow 8-Bit! Being is simple. Life is simple. The modern world is complex, spastic and confusing (most of the time). But the natural, straight being is simple. Truth is simple. Everything just IS. Very, very easy. Perhaps Holmes knows what I'm talking about, because his first release is pure being. Look at the cover: This fellow don't try to be a badass. The minimalistic beauty of this work is amazing. While other people are trying to create something big, with big covers, big music and a big ego... Holmes gives a damn. All needless waste is missing here, and this simplicity is so gorgeous. Let's get back on tha carpet, brothers and sisters. These slow, warm chiptunes (London Sketch 1, London Sketch 2 and London Sketch 3!) will lead you back to the source of all being. Sober. Uncomplex. Direct emotions!

"To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour." - William Blake

This album is like a walk in the empty streets of 1880's London, while the rain is falling on a warm summer night, dripping like god's tears over the mossy cobblestone-pavement. I've heard that this great EP is heavily inspired by the talented bloke called Monovfox, and yes, the classical touch reminds me of him - and like Mono, it also sounds to me like the Minecraft OST. Jippie! Come with us...

3/3 Sherlock Pipers for you!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Nullsleep - Electric Heart Strike

The quality of this release is marvelous. No wonder, Nullsleep is one of the best known 8-Bit artists of this weird world. His live-shows are legendary. His albums, too. His Electric Heart Strike contains some glitchy, ruff tunes (Dirty ROM Dance Mix), fast, pumping space-race OSTs (Destination Tomorrow), happy, catchy melancholia-hymns (Ballistic Picnic - plz watch the live video on YT!) and a lazy, lovely opener (Her Lazer Light Eyes). The last two are larger-than-life. If you love 8-Bit music, and you don't know these evergreens yet... you are a cat with two legs. Get this album, hobbling rat! Just a joke. I can't force you towards your bliss.
That's all. Why I should write more? Ballistic Picnic and Her Lazer Light Eyes are perfect summaries of the lovely, godly 80s nintendo-feeling. When God says "perfect" he means PERFECT. Don't waste your time by going to work or by learning for your idiotic, close study. Take a special holiday now. Get your last dollars, buy tons of frozen pizza at your supermarket, wear your old Hero Turtles-pyjama, get your Nintendo Entertainment System out of your bloody basement. Hear this two songs. Eat pizza until your stomach is hurting. Hear this two songs. Smile. Life is easy. Your childhood was easy. Teleport yourself into the greatest era of your being. Nullsleep is THE soundtrack of your forgotten yesterdays. Pizza. Hero Turtles. Hot Pockets. Mario and his racoon-suit. This two songs. What do you need more? Be happy. You are a part of a great thing.

All my love goes out to Nullsleep. God is feeling your tunes, bro!

1/1 Hot Pocket with sunglasses for this record!

Official Website:

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Hamlet - The Forge

Who ever The Forge is (there are not many informations about him on the net, just an pretty "empty" bandcamp-page)... his debut is really, really interesting and unique. It begins with the cover-art: A medieval blacksmith is hammering on a NES-Console, the fonts are ancient. Dark age chiptunes? Damn right! It's curious to me, that there a nearly none fantasy/medievil-8-bit songs getting released. The Hamlet is filling this hole with moody middle-age driven stories. Light up dripping candles, put on your suit of armor, drink some goblet of mead and get lost in these wonderful VGM-Themes. 

And, yes, the whole thing sounds like the OST of:

There are just the cover, the music, the titles and YOU. Use the power of your imagination, this album is telling a tale. Close your eyes and get lost in the venturesome world of The Forge. These tracks would have managed it easily to get their deserved place on any RPG-NES-cartridge! No doubt.
The Burning Bridge, Mountain Ascent, Forest Outskirts, Fog Rising, Frozen Lake, The Valley - Every theme is a sphere of it's own. Don't miss this great adventure, if you are one of these guys who are loving wizards, bonfires, magical spells, the smell of wood and creepy castles.

6/6 sweet stone-faces are saying to you: Download it!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

FuturNari - Another Unlikely Hero II

It's time to outing myself: God doesn't like "cool" stuff very much. If you send him your "cool" stuff, he will review it, yes, but the truth is, that he likes lovely music a lot more! There are many dudes in the chiptune-scene who are wanting to act like the cool guy, they are creating most of the time "aggressive" sounds, to show how tough and scabious they are. They are like the "hard metal dude" in your neighbourhood, who thinks Manowar are true warriors. No problem with that. It's Ok. But this shit can't touch God's infinite soul. God wants deep, spirit-touching input. Most of the pseudo-tuff chiptune-boys outta there want to act cool, because they are fearing Love. No problem with that. It's Ok. But FuturNari is not one of these lizards. Thanks to God. Thanks to myself!

This album could be one of my alltime-favourites. Strong melodies, a great sensitivity for creating retro-atmospheres and the ability to induce beautiful VGM-emotions. Another Unlikely Hero (II) saves you from boring, icy chiptunes. This record is for everyone, who loves the good old times, who don't like the modern age of cool- and coldness.
Just call for this super-hero, and he will be there for you:

1/1 smiling Chris Huelsbecks for you, Mr. Nari!
Released by Pxl-Bot: Factory Of Legends
A Campfire With FuturNari 

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Monovfox - Airplane At Night: 8 Movements

Please check your seatbelt. It's time to get high! Monovfox have entered your plane, and he will hijack the machine! He will transform it into a dream-machine. Please leave your fear on the ground, lean back, and enjoy the jaunt. He just wants your best, he will guide us into white pixel-clouds and towards the infinite, black sky. This nice Canadian got no bloody bombs in his bag, only lowbit synthesizer and his ancient Gameboy. 
Watching A Western Movie will remind every World Of Warcraft-Player of the Grizzly Hills-theme. My soul is melting. Nearing Dreamland's bloom can't be formed into a silly sentence. It gives you the warm, fuzzy feeling of past retro-days. I don't want to bore you with my reviews, but I can't manage to not mention the following words: PURE BEAUTY, RETRO-ENERGY, HEART-MELTING 8-BIT, LOVE, LOVE AND... LOVE.
This record is pure beauty, because it is submitting to you heart melting retro-energy, packed into lovely 8-Bit sounds and lovely HQ-strings. All right? 

Ok, Mono is also presenting some pretty delicate arranged high-bit string-pieces. The String Quartet Of The Night tracks are showing the air passengers his great talent in composing classical music. I don't know any other record that reminds me so much of Little Nemo: Dream Master on the NES, Monovfox is a night-lover, a great dreamer, and you can feel this in every single note of his night-releases. This album is skyjacking you, it will force you to dream. It will regenerate your imagination. Switch off your shitty TV. Your pineal gland is frozen! This warm music will melt the ice.
Ready To Land is my favourite track, one of the coolest music I've ever heard! I love you, Mono. I can feel this vibe! I love you for this! Thanks, brother! 

The Dream-Master at 8bc:

Monday, July 18, 2011

Infirm Individual - The Healer

This is for all the people who love Love. For all folks who like old video games and Fantasy. GUFT's seventh release is presenting you The Healer. Open your heart. Enjoy it:

Friday, June 24, 2011

The Cult Of Penn - The Beast Of...

Oh my Self! I'm soaked in awe. This is such an amazing honour for me.

I've got the permission to publish this epic underground-record over here. This, Ladies and Gentleman, is The Cult Of Penn! I remember how I got in first contact with this amazing Band, when I found the clip of Only David Icke Can Save The World on Youtube. I thought: Oh man, what the hell... these guys must be little gods. I was blown away by their fresh and inspiring style. Also the other video-clips are crunched my pineal gland into tiny crystals. I was amazed by their skill to packing great messages into innovative rock-music.

I remember a quote of mine: "The Beatles are little babies compared to you, little babies who are sucking at Mama Matrix's tits". And, yes, let's shit, piss and puke on all the rock-bands outta there. Most of them, if not 99% of all, are shitty sissies. The Cult Of Penn was the new Super-Band for me. Because they name it all. This music is grabbing the dirty demon at his bastard-horns. This band thematized no silly shit like dumb love-affairs, young bitchy girls, alcohol, cool lifestyle bullshit or idiotic tragedies of their little lives. They talk about the real stuff that is going on in this crazy world.
Stop The Torture CIA, Lizard Gods, Weird World, U Think U Know, Ask Questions!, We R All Aliens! and Tony Bliar are wake up calls, clear and frontal in your face. No jabbering, no symbolism. Just: "Wake The Fuck Up. There is a conspiracy going on. The world is not what it seems to be."
I'm so happy about the existence of The Cult Of Penn. This is really special music. From special people. For special people, I guess. 

Robert Buckle, the front-man, sold some special DVDs+CDs at his own with the Best Of the band, called "The Beast Of...". But success stayed out. I think only 4-5 pieces were sold. After I commented on many of their videos, I became a friend of Robert. We created some music together, he played guitar on my The Great Variety Of All Possibility release. I also have fabricated the Cover-design of their Best Of, you can see it above. It was, and is, a giant honour for me to met these guys. And now I'm dared to release this underrated, sunken ship of coolness. The band dissolved after the fiasco of their release. Another example what happens, if people don't care about good music. But forget this. Now it's online at our GUFT-Label. So, let's celebrate this sensational, lovely masterpiece!

We are all black, we are all white. We are all wrong, we are all right.
We are all... Aliens!
We are all gay, we are straight. We are all love, we are all hate.
We are all... Aliens! 

Hail to Robert Buckle (Guitar), Lord Ciaran D'Arcy (Vocals) and Albert Apeman (Drums). I love you!

Download the Beast Of The Cult Of Penn here:

Check out many officials videos here:

Monovfox - Meetings Along Night's Edge

Monovfox says about his own album, that the songs are pretty pretty. And, oh (Game) Boy, he is damn right. This is a 8-Bit-ish concept record about the night, the beautiful, noir side of it. "I love Nocturnes, they are so slow, every single song in this is a nocturne, I hope you enjoy them". Yes, I do, Mr Mono! Classic music in 8-Bit mode is pretty good.
The first track is difficult, because it's very experimental and raw, but that's good, he launches you into the sweet chiptune-melancholia of the second one. I love the beginning of the typical wobbling NES-sounds at 0:42, that is what I live for! Hear it! Hear it! Here:

Simple and godlike. Song number three is a soft killer, too. I love it so much. It could be one of the gentle night-soundtracks of the genius Minecraft-OST. I don't know much, but I know, that the Minecraft music is a bundle of heavenly sounds. Kudos!
The next two songs are a little bit more ruff. But the last one, Clair de Chiptune is a matchless piece of wonderful music. Rarely heard such sounds before. It could be played in the background at the FF7 scene, where Cloud and Tifa are meeting in the past at Nibelheim.

If something is reminding me of the Minecraft-music or scenes of Final Fantasy 7... it's a good indicator that something genius is going on here.

I want to use this review to say something about the feedback the visitors of this blog gave me and the presented artists until now: Shame on you! You only take, take and take. But you never give something back. These artists are giving you good music for free. You give nothing back. Monovfox, for example, created this great stuff not just for himself or for his dead computer data drive. It's for you. He want to share his genius with you. So enjoy it, for god's sake. And please write a positive comment. Otherwise he, and other brilliant musicians, will think, that no one is interested. And then he will shit on you. And that's right. Some of you are too blind to see, that an artist needs feedback and support. So you deserve a fat piece of stinky shit on your head. I'm sick of this inactivity of yours. It's a fuckin shame. Get your arse from the chair and bring life into this platform. Write a motherfuckin comment. The artists will check out the comments over here. For sure. Blogs like this are one of their life-spending organs. Can't you realize that? Even my motivation is not very high, if you don't support this damn blog. I don't want to write all this shit for thankless bastards. Give some energy back, otherwise this blog will die. Give some energy back, otherwise artists like Monovfox will quit their work. This is crazy shit. Do you want to buy your music? Is that your intention? Do you want to hear the satanic bitchboy Lady Gaga? What do you want? 

Keep the underground-scene alive. Show, that you are there. Thanks. Otherwise: Go to hell, and never visit this blog again. You are not welcome. Sorry.

Support Monovfox. He friggggggin deserves it.

Rating: 5/5 Little Dream-Masters for this awesome album.

At 8 Bit Collective:

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Rent A Herö - Take A Look Out Of Your Window

After reviewing and releasing all this shady noise-scat over your heads, I got another shady gift for you: A carcass of my bloody basement. A forgotten piece of crap. Perhaps four people heard this record before you. Four people on this goddamn planet. If you download it, if you listen to it... you are a very special person. I present you an old side-project of mine: Rent A Herö. I shit on genre-descriptions, but I think this 10-minute-blast must be Powernoise, right? If not, shit on it. It's powerful noise. All right. A friend of mine is very passionate about music, and he asked me, if I recorded this EP in a studio or something. That's very funny. All my music was recorded in my crazy child's room. In several residences I screamed like a dying, fat pig. My neighbours always got respect. They thought I beat my mother to death. No... I just created noise. Sorry. Yeah, this record is interesting, because not many noise-artists I know are mixing screams into the sounds. And not many noise-artists I know are mixing slow, clean passages into the crash-trash. 

I never wanted to promote my own music here on this blog, but perhaps some of you are interested in it. Also this blog was created for reviews, but I think a net-label is a good support for some people outta there.

DL: [GUFT005]

The Leechhead - Selftitled

Is it possibile to cut human bodies into pieces with acustic frequencies? I played the first released work of The Leechhead on my stereo-system some hours ago, loud, really loud. And then I heard a terrible scream in front of my opened window. I looked... and there she laid: my mailwoman was shredded into four friggin pieces! Or five? Let's say 4 1/2 pieces! Puke on my keyboard, a mangled postwoman. Leechhead! There will be a time, where you will be behind fuckin bars, my man. Be careful!

I'm proud. Why? This stuff was released first on Lo-fi Sci-fi Records as a limited edition cassette. Now we will present Leechy's debut online. You can find the file at our Label-section. Direct download here

Enjoy the harsh breathe of our mechanic universe. Zapp!

Other Leechhead noise: Static Love Party Review
Octopus Cloud: This way

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Infirm Individual - Best Of 2003-2011 (For Vast Aeons / King Lightmare)


What should I say? This is my stuff. [GUFT002] and [GUFT003] are outta there on our sweet, little GUFT-Netlabel. I decided this morning to tinker this two Best Of'z together. And now I'm done. One is covering The Dark Past (03-09) of my project Infirm Individual, it is experimental Noise and underground Grindcore - something like that. Don't get damaged, my friends. You can read something about the history of my work in the virtual bad-English-booklet. I hope you enjoy it. The other compilation contains my newest material, it's called The New Age (09-11), it is electronic music with a lot of 8-Bit-magic. I can't describe it actually. I don't know what I should say anyway, because these two releases are containing so much memories, so much of my damn blood. It's some sort of my life-work. 


1 x 34 minutes and 1 x 70 minutes of my life.

I don't want to spoil my own poo poo, but I do: This is hot underground shit, folks. Serious heart-work. Just for you. Have fun with it. I'm a little bit melancholic now. Wow. I will drink some wine now and will hug my dusty NES-Console, while hearing Burzum or Aborted.

Infirm Individual discography: Everything is free here

Sean Derrick Cooper Marquardt - Be Like Water My Friends


I wander through the foggy woods of my own imagination. My naked body is covered with a coat of mist. After all this time I reached the door-less door. Am I really ready for this? For the No-Thing? Dreary firs watching my moves. Bulky frogs are sleeping in the underbrush - I can hear their silent screams. 
"Be like water, my friend. Be like water."
Forgotten cries and whispers are floating through the milky air. This is my end of the world. Life is just a dream. Just a foggy, illusional dream. The sounds of a dying engine are blending themselves with the humanoid noises, like a mechanical realm is dying. And, yes, it is, what it is. Everything dies. Screams, screams, screams, screams!
"Be like water, my friend. Be like water."
Villages are burning. People are living in my muddy body. Everything burns. Everyone dies. Multi-level horror scenarios inside my hiking corpse. Mechanical shrieks of a deceased matrix. Lovely brooks are transformed into blood-streams of Babylon. I can see dead whales at the edge of the brooks, their fat, rotten carcasses are singing a ghoulish melody...
"Be like water, my friend. Be like water."

It's all right. I am water. I am water. I am water. Flow with it. Just flow with everything. Everything is one. Creation is just an infinite ocean of power. I am power. I am power. I am power. Noise is all possibility. I am all possibility. I am all that is. Boundless. Immortal. The living death. I love the speaking firs, the burning villages and the whale-carcasses. They are showing me my real self. Thank you so much.


And, erm, yes. All points of the universe for you, Sean. :)


The Leechhead - Static Love Party

This is again nasty input for the noisy maniacs of us. I waked up this morning, and I just started to jump towards my laptop: "Let's hear Leechhead now! Let's hear Leechhead now!"
I'm such a dumb ass. This stuff tossed me directly into a field of scratchy frequencies, and I immediate puked my coffee on the keyboard. I discovered other releases of the leeching head Jake Price (what a cool name), and they were "normal" chiptune-modifications. But now this guy decided to make music that "was not created for your pleasure". Noise-heads will like it. It's good noise.
But it is 8 a clock in the morning! Now I got puke-balls and puke-juice on my damn laptop! Leechhead!!! You will pay for that, brother!

Some parts are pretty cool, I like the way samples and other elements were mutated into guitar-like sounds. And here and there you can find interesting moments of "mushy-meditation" - that is a status I sometimes experience by hearing records like this. You are just diving into the itchy spheres and inhale the immense beauty of polarity. The beauty of noise. The title X is one of this crazy candidates! Forget my vomit. This is a masterpiece. I bet you will see holographic angel-projections in your living-room, if you hear this nice song 333 times in a row. The Leechhead suckled my consciousness into the netherworld with this one. Bravo!

Hope we will hear new chimes by Mr. Price in the near future!

Rating: 2/2 Vampire end-bosses

This record smells like: Puke at parties, lightnings on your tongue, robot scat, worm-love, blood of beasts.


Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Player Two - Ready, Go!

I fell in love. Stage 2, the second song of Player Two's record, is a godly earwig! Another aspirant for the Hall Of Fame of 8-Bit-ish music! Yeah! The other titles are amazing, too, but this one is over the bloody top. Tony Gallo engraved his pixel-handwriting in the annals of videogame-inspired sounds. This is god's insiders' tip, so don't reject it, folks! "Left foot, left foot, right foot, right foot, left foot, left foot, right foot, right foot! I will keep fighting on, just as a hero should!"
Nou, nou, nou, nou, nou, nou! Nou, nou, nou, nou! Wohooo!

The vocals are grand, they are shitting lowbit-graphics in Lil Wayne's ugly face. Why? Because Tony created a superb digital way to present his lyrics: his unique, genius squeak-technique. And it sounds not like the modern Rnb-Bullshit. It's pretty cool and stylish! Check it out:


That's why I love electronic music: You can use different drumsets, however you want. You can use different "instruments", however you want. Every song can be a whole different world. Player Two knows that, and he uses this possibilities very clever. If you look for example at most of the Rock-music, you will find one boring soup of sounds. I bless geniuses like P2 for their electronic variety!
It's like the great cover-painting of this release: They are battling the mechanic, evil drones of this stupid matrix. Their weapon is the sound of love... and we will win! Bowser is just a fat, nasty reptile. Without his Lil Waynes and his zombified hordes of mind-controlled robots, he is just a filthy piece of blown up crap. Ready Go! sticks Bowser his scepter into the scaly rectum!

Love to Tony Gallo. I give you 1/1 real hero - for a real hero. :)

Released at:

Monday, June 20, 2011

Kimosabbe - Bad Vugum

Ok, my friends. I decided to open up a little netlabel-section here on GUFT. Perhaps some guys outta there want to release their output via this new underground-fortress. Hope you like the idea. Send me your stuff via! I wish us good luck, maybe the force with us. And here it is:
"When Kimosabbe were cut in half by stormy weather...bad vugum. Jesus wept and shat from his satellite cross orbiting man's hell every 666 minutes -- Fertilized by god scat the dismembered Kimocles mutated in their germination, like eyes on stalks and vines ready to viddy the end of the world."
Bad Vugum. The first official GUFT-record. And I don't know what I should write about it. This sickhead called The Blimp aka Crippledfonzzz sent it to me. I don't know why. I don't know anything. Perhaps this lunatic record switched off my 3D-braincells and morphed em into the next freaky dimension. It's a pretty heavy start for the label, because this is loony hillbilly-redneck-noise. But these banjo-picking psychopaths ate some colourful mushrooms - they reached spiritual in-correct enlightenment. They are multitating Shiva with drugged rumpus - because they are better than her! Oh man... end of the review.

In their own words: Recorded between 1995-2001 on dictaphone and 4-track in various attics surrounded by the highest concentration of psychiatric hospitals in europe...casio sk-1, free improvisation & disturbed folk for damaged gullivers.

Grockel's and Plimp's Blogspots:

Saturday, June 18, 2011

VF_DOS_ - Blue Shirts

Ok, I've just come back from a nice local, where I've drunk 3 delicious cocktails. I think it is time for the VF_DOS_ review now.

It's simple. It smells like New York City, like cafés at midnight. Modest Rock-Music!? Hmm, yes. Erm, no! Something is different with this record. It's special. The melodies are special. Everything is special. I love the cover, because it is... erm, special. Fuck AC/DC. Fuck Nickelback. I think Vin Forte is the smart, cool guy. This is just honest guitar-music with nice variety. Every track is unique and got an own atmosphere. Fresh baselines here and mellowing organs there. The music bears me away - into the godly night sky.
So, lets shit on all my words. Just download it. Upload it on your Mp3-player, and take a walk in the nocturnal streets of your damn town.

I never heard rock-music presented in such way before. Some melodies are even reminding me of old video-games: Black Gator for example. Winter In My Pocket is just cute melancholy. Union Square breaks out into a genius trumpet orchestra (or something like that). Dimetapp Dreams, yeah, it is the brilliant fellow for a walk in the nocturnal streets of your damn town. Dammit! I repeat myself.

Upload this cool record on your Mp3-player. Take a walk in the nocturnal streets of your damn town! Inhale enlightenment!
I repeat myself, right?

Cocktails are tasty.

VF_DOS_ is tasty, too. So don't be a fool, and enjoy this free music!

I spend 1/1 cup coffee for all of you. This will be a long night.
VF_DOS_ is with us.

Friday, June 17, 2011

The Twilight Division - Dream Master


Lean back, start daydreaming and check out this underrated record. If you google for "The Twilight Division", you will only get 4-5 results. That's crazy. TTD released already three records on the Betamod Netlabel, but it seems to me, that nobody recognized this really. Nobody helped him to spread his great sounds. If you spend so many hours and days to create such a tender pack of music, you are tired. You release the stuff at a netlabel, and you hope people are supporting your work. You've done your part, now your "followers" should take action. Posting this stuff into a forum is no big deal. Send it forward to your friends is no big deal, too. But nobody did this shit for him. Even the comments on the netlabel page are a poor picture: Two comments for three records!? Holy shit.

What's going on with you? Posting a damn comment takes ten seconds. I think that many folks outta there are just deadened, lazy assholes, who are thinking good music falls from the sky. It's the over-stimulation we are facing in this modern world. Everywhere is damn music. Everywhere is damn art. Commercialized. Dead. It's not special anymore. It's fucked up, daily routine.
I'm a little bit angry about this. Why? The guy behind The Twilight Division pressed his damn soul into this Mp3-Files. You can feel it. Awesome, lovely, heart-juice soaked melodies vibrating on this undervalued album. Beautiful 8-Bit melodies on strong drums. Addiction makes you addicted. Submerged... wow! And The Climb ... PURE BEAUTY, TOO!

But nobody cherished this wonderful puddle of his friggin heart-blood.
Just for the info: The Twilight Divison is dead. Yes. TTD released no record since almost 4 years now.
Because you don't fuckin care!

I'm fuckin sad about this. Crazy world. Crazy, crazy world.
Perhaps this darn review changes anything. But I'm not sure... :-(


5/5 Heavy hearts, from me, for you.