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Thursday, October 01, 2009 
THIS IS OUR FESTIVAL. FAGGOT.





Lascivious Aesthetics & Existence Establishment Present:
NORTHEAST NOISE & POWER ELECTRONICS FESTIVAL ll
November 6th - Jacques Cabaret - Boston, MA
November 7th & 8th - Obriens Pub - Allston, MA


CONSUMER ELECTRONICS
PETER SOTOS
STROM.EC
BLOODYMINDED
EUGENICS COUNCIL
TWODEADSLUTS ONEGOODFUCK
JAPANESE TORTURE COMEDY HOUR
MARTIAL CANTEREL
ANAL CUNT
FIRE IN THE HEAD
YELLOW TEARS
THEOLOGIAN
KARLHEINZ
CATHODE TERROR SECRETION
SUFFERING BASTARD
COREPHALLISM
PHARMAKON
JOSH HYDEMAN
XIPHOID DEMENTIA
SHALLOW WATERS
SHARPWAIST
NURTURE ABUSE
VOMIT ARSONIST
SEWER GODDESS
BEREFT
MISCHILNGE
ANAL HEARSE
SCARD



Maps to recomended brothels & massage parlors will be provided.
Bring your own drugs. Boston Power Electronics. Faggot.
Tickets are now on sale through: http://www.greatscottboston.com/obriens/



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Sunday, August 30, 2009 


COCK E.S.P. / TWODEADSLUTS ONEGOODFUCK
SPLIT CASSETTE C-4 / EDITION OF 100

Lascivious Aesthetics is proud to announce the release of the highly anticipated Cock E.S.P / Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck Split Cassette. This is a split between two of the most infamous and notorious extreme noise acts to ever come out of the United States. Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck offers "Red And Brown" a blasting track of relentless lawnmower synth grind with vicious screaming. Cock E.S.P. counters with 'Gaping Massholes" a two minute masterpiece of beautiful layered feedback and well executed harsh noise. A limited edition of 100 Pro- Duplicated Cassettes with amazing artwork designed by the members of tdsogf. $6ppd (US) / $7ppd (World)
Paypal: shanebroderick@msn.com


For nearly a decade Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck have been methodically crafting their own brand of power electronics, grindcore and confrontational performance art. In that time this Boston, Ma based extreme noise outfit has been on a sonic tirade with releases on nearly every format available (from large scale vinyl runs to handcrafted, diy cdr and cassette releases). The band has consciously aligned themselves with likeminded labels that cater to the farthest extremes of audio abuse, including Apop Records, Bloodlust!, RRRecords and Lascivious Aesthetics. The band has also taken their antagonistic - and often times upsetting - live show across North America numerous times. They have toured with the likes of Jessica Rylan/Can't, Jean-Louis Costes, Cock E.S.P, Occasional Detroit and Suffering Bastard. For a band that consistently teeters on the verge of self-destruction, it is imperative for fans of caustic music and extreme performance to catch this band before it is too late.

Cock E.S.P. was founded by E.W. Hagstrom in Minneapolis in 1993, drawing on the most subversive and absurdist elements of both popular and experimental Twentieth Century music and performance art, realizing a diverse and energetic palette of abstract electronic music influenced by such styles as Japanese Noise, free jazz, punk rock, black metal and hardcore industrial. Rare among the group’s boundary-pushing peers, Cock E.S.P.'s canon includes a high degree of self-effacing humor, satire and humanity; directly challenging the antisocial "shock value" norms and conformism common in underground music. Despite the fact that Cock E.S.P. is often noted for the most juvenile elements of their music, the group has transcended their early lo-fi experiments by producing some of the most powerful and inventive sounds in the harsh noise genre; the result of an ever-increasing focus and sense of professionalism. This dedication to their craft can be seen in the group's 16 albums, 11 singles and numerous videos, compilation appearances and cassette tapes. Over the years Cock E.S.P. has collaborated with such noted underground noise artists as Aube, Burning Star Core, Costes, Crank Sturgeon, Dolores Dewberry, Rosemary Malign, Lasse Marhaug, Merzbow, Mr. Natural, K.K. Null, Diane Nelson, Panicsville, Richard Ramirez, Smell & Quim, To Live & Shave In LA, V/Vm and Violent Onsen Geisha. Particularly noted for their live performances, Cock E.S.P. presents short and chaotic vignettes which pushes their absurdist concept to an extreme level. Concentrating solely on the performance aspect itself, rather than the sound, the group walks the path paved by such arts movements as Fluxus and the Futurists and then goes even further, causing the audience to question the basic precepts of live recital itself. As of this writing, Cock E.S.P. has given 210 live performances and counting, throughout the US and Europe.
Thursday, April 23, 2009 

BloodLust! New Release - Now Shipping:

Artist: Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck
Title: "Champagne and Biological Women"
Format: 7-inch (45 RPM)
Catalog Number: BloodLust! 116
Genre: Power-Electronics / Noise / Experimental / Industrial

B!116 TDS OGF 7-inch front cover concept

Pressed in a numbered edition of 200 copies; Black vinyl; Silver labels with black text; Pro-printed, color, fold-over sleeves; 45 RPM; Initially another victim of the recent colored vinyl drought that cut short the private series, I am pleased to finally announce the new single from Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck.  Throughout the 2000s, this Boston band (Shane Broderick, Ted Sweeney, and Joshua Hydeman [now of Portland, OR]) has been evolving through the worlds of grindcore, violent power-electronics, and confrontational performance art.  I was handed a copy of their "P.T. Barnum's Gallery Of Masturbatorial Disenchantment" CD at No Fun Fest, a few years ago, and after I listened to it, I pretty much knew that TDS OGF and BLOODYMINDED had an enigmatic connection that was worth pursuing, even if I was rather thrown off the scent by their particular brand of humor -- which prevails to this day, as evidenced by the cringeworthy title of the fourth track on this single.  An October 2007 Chicago show totally sealed the deal for me.  Not since Slogun had I witnessed such a believably violent outburst from a power-electronics group.  And TDS OGF had the sound to back up their attitude.  The tsunami that rushed out of the massive Suffering Bastard PA that night was every bit as potent as their stage presence.  At that point, I knew that a BloodLust! release had to happen.  Finally, In March 2008, BLOODYMINDED went to Boston to play the TDS OGF-curated Northeast Regional Noise and Power Electronics Festival (they do like their wordy titles, don't they?), and the necessary bonding was completed.  Take that how you will.  Band member Ted Sweeney created the two amazing collages that grace the front and back covers, and similar to their excellent 12-inch on Apop Records, this single was mastered by James Plotkin (of Khanate, Khylst, OLD, etc.) for maximum sonic potency.  I had no doubt in my mind that they would deliver a concise and ferocious monster.  Here it is...

Tracklisting:
A1. "Covered In Shit" (1:22)
A2. "Down In The Dirt" (2:22)
B1: "Still Erect (...And Definitely Not Leaving)" (1:06)
B2: "Mark Solotroff Built My Hotrod" (1:45)

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HEATHEN HARVEST REVIEW
Artist: Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck
Title: Champagne And Biological Women
Label: BloodLust!
Genre: Power Electronics/ Noise

A powerful and layered piece of audio depravity from the boys of TDSOGF and the evil mind behind Bloodlust! Track One, "Covered In Shit," comes in relentlessly and without warning. I have my record player EQ'd to the "jazz" setting on this and other noise releases, I find that captures a wider range of sound than "rock," and adequately highlights the morose and almost bluesy textures to the electronic assault contained on these tracks. An atmospheric gap between tracks one and track two ("Down In The Dirt") gives an enjoyable level of tension on the first side, which requires repeated listens in order to gain the full impact. TDSOGF has a "rocking" power electronics sound that fits in absolutely perfectly on the Bloodlust label, and this release is a stunning and brief picture of that partnership. The artwork is in the classic 90's noise collage style, showing spread-open legs, starving African children, the Virgin Mary and Lucifer in a Byzantine-style Icon painting, accident photos, antique pornography, and pictures of a baby and a symphony orchestra. Although the name of the group leaves nothing to the imagination, the music on here show a level of restraint and discipline that is very impressive. The themes of the music are in the classic Power Electronic style expressed by Consumer Electronics and Whitehouse, that of domination and submission acted out in extreme electronic music.

"Still Erect" begins with a low hum and high pitched cicada-like sounds, leading into a crunchy and scream-filled rape-rant. The final track, "Mark Solotroff Built My Hotrod," seems to be a tounge-in-cheek tip of the phallus to label owner Solotroff. It features a very strong synth buzzon the outset, with a concerned and direct vocal that sort of passes by and the whole thing is wrapped up by a sample at the end. It is a sample of a man ranting about money and success. The performance level of this EP has a "next-level" sort of feel that takes this release into a sort of lofty Hermann Nitsch-like level of visceral aesthetic punishment. These guys have what you would call "commitment to the bit." The songs on here have an influence from the groups's background in the hardcore scene, giving the tracks a brevity and wholeness that makes them unique little vignettes onto themselves.

This is a very blunt and memorable EP that reminds me somewhat of the EP's that Whitehouse did with Steve Albini, like the sound and aesthetic of "Thank Your Lucky Stars." The tracks are all regrettably brief, but there is a lot of quality on here that keeps the active listener flipping this over from side to side. It sounds a little bit different every time that I listen to it, and I'm on probably the 6th or 7th listen at this point. I would guess that none of these tracks are much longer than a minute and thirty seconds. I could definitely listen to tracks 2 and 4 in much longer versions. Powerful and dynamic mastering on this by James Plotkin, one hopes that these guys will do more work with Bloodlust in the future. Great music, very listenable and in the end mercifully brief (leaving you wanting more). Definitely a must-purchase for those of you with any interest in modern Power Electronics, these guys will show you what is up. I can't tell what the hell they are saying on here, however, and a lyric sheet would definitely be of assistance to the listener. A minor gripe regarding an essential release.



ONE TRUE DEAD ANGEL REVIEW
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - "Champagne & Biological Women"
7-inch Single (Bloodlust!)
Punishment time has arrived again, with four more short bursts of audio hate across one seven-inch single. With an aesthetic that combines harsh electronics, intermittent and unexpected shifts in volume, and a depraved sense of humor, TDSOGF is consistently responsible for some of the most genuinely obnoxious and harrowing noise around today, and this single is no exception. There are some surprises this time around, though; after the initial screech-driven attack of "covered in shit," the second track -- "down in the dirt" -- consists of squealing electronics over an analog-synth rhythm that could have been lifted straight from a doom metal record, forming a unique and interesting mind-meld of two wildly disparate genres. On the b-side, "still erect (... and definitely not leaving)" opens with scratchy noises and more of the brooding analog synth rhythms before exploding into grating white noise and sounds like concrete blocks being hurled through plate glass windows, while the amusingly-titled "mark solotroff built my hotrod" (a not-so-subtle nod to the Bloodust! label head) combines a groaning subsonic rumble with ear-raping feedback and ends with a droll sample about the perils of success over a static loop of monochromatic ugliness. As usual, the only bad part is how fast it all goes by -- the entire single takes less than ten minutes to play out, including the time it takes to flip the vinyl. Mastered by James Plotkin (who's everywhere these days, it seems) and limited to 200 copies in a rude full-color sleeve.



PLAGUE HAUS REVIEW:
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - "Champagne & Biological Women"
7-inch Single (Bloodlust!)
More mayhem courtesy of the boys from Boston, this time on hometown hero’s Mark Mark Solotroff’s (Intrinsic Action, Bloodyminded) Bloodlust! label. Continuing where last years LP left off, this EP seems a bit more focused and dare I say, restrained. This release sees the project delve more into Death Industrial territory and leaving behind the more chaotic noise stance. Side A begins with “Covered In Shit”, a roaring synth loop with growled, almost spoken vocals. Some nice feedback screams though as well, but the whole thing is kept minimal and short. “Down In The Dirt” enters like a soundtrack to an old Twilight Zone episode and then blasts with more blown out synth. Tortured vocals slide like a cold razor through warm flesh. Again, an extremely short track ends the first side. “Still Erect (...And Definitely Not Leaving)” is up first on Side B. Low, rolling synth under cold metallic noise and straight shouted PE vocals. Next is “Mark Solotroff Built My Hotrod”, and obvious homage to the Surfers and the label honcho. Funny, but no comedic elements that I can pick up on in the sounds, more ominous synth and PE-style vocals that drifts into some shock-jock radio sample…or something close to it. On this release, 2DS 1GF seem to be coming more into their own style and establishing their own sound. While there were elements of this on they’re previous LP, it’s a definite step in the right direction taking a more PE approach as far as I’m concerned. If you follow my reviews at all, you know I’m no fan of long single tracks, but one thing I was baffled by was the other extreme here. The whole 7” is probably around seven minutes long. I realize there are some time constraints on a 45, but I would definitely have loved to hear these tracks progress a bit. It’s still worth checking out. Limited to 200 hand-numbered copies and housed in a color fold-over sleeve.



ROCK A ROLLA REVIEW:
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck – Champagne & Biological Women 7” (BloodLust!)

These guys are giving a further ugly face-the-music facelift to the sound of rootless industrial. Despite feeling like a nastily themed four-tracker, it sounds cleaner/clearer then their preceding works. The metal on metal tool work is more prescribed and purposeful, the vocals just as threatening. Two sides of the methodical torching of your cities slums soundtracked by steady-handed power electronics.


Tuesday, November 04, 2008 
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck LP  (Apop Records)
Finally after months of pressing delays...Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck release their LP on Apop Records. Originally released as a limited edition CDR late last year. This is a severe examination of abhorrent eroticism and unsurpassed hopelessness. Morose synthesizer dirges that quickly disintegrate into screaming bloody feedback hailstorms. Mastered for optimum frequency carnage by James Plotkin. Limited to 300 Copies.

$14 postage paid in the U.S/Can.. $18 world
$12 if purchased at the shop.

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Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - S/T LP  (Apop Records)
With a name like Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck you certainly know your not in for something comfy, calming or nice and this is certainly is not any of those things. This self titled 12 inch album Literally pukes out in sleazy 'n' dense fashion a mixture of feedback shorts, brooding/ sinister synth discharge, pummelling noise textures and ranted 'n' muffled vocals into your mind. I guess it's best described as a mixture of old school industrial brood, power electronics with buried sexualised vocal rants, fucked-up synth overloads, sludgy tone abuses and a damn sleazy, musty and unpleasant vibe. That's the thing that hits you most about this project; it's grim, perverted and depraved air that goes from the projects name, to this vinyls cover picture-a grainy white on black picture of a female mouth dripping semen, to the track titles and of course the music it self. It feels like this has fallen Staley from the mind of a sexual serial killer, and it really seems to drag you down into its grey, vomit, faeces and semen splattered world. The first side of this heavy black vinyl seems to focus in more up-beat grey sonic bombardments, with the second side really sliding down into grim sludgy dischargers like you've now reached the killers lair and you've fallen into his putrefying and crawling after-kill dumping pool, been unable to climb up the slimy encrusted sides. An excise in crude, sleazy and vomit incrusted grim sonic displeasure were your face is rubbed over and over again in pain, suffering and body fluids. Approach with caution and a sick bag in hand as Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck really want to take you for a ride. - Musique Machine
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - CD
Self Released CD (2008)
This self-titled MCD by Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck is an intense, short ride into the world of power electronics. All six songs on "Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck" only total about 12 minutes in length. Perhaps it is good that it is so short because of the sheer violence contained within the music. Easily comparable to the darkest and harshest power electronics you will hear, you will most likely remember this CD.
Deafening, speaker-destroying feedback combined with heavy synths and electronics flesh out the music on "Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck". Screeched vocals filled with hate round out the album leaving the listener wondering what happened when it is done. There is no attempt at making a listenable power electronics CD, "Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck" plans on destroying you and does a good job. While the last track, "To Catch a Predator" reminds me a little of newer Brighter Death Now with its dark, menacing, electronic sounds underneath the intense noise, the remainder of the album could be compared to artists such as Slogun or Deathpile's harsher work. Content wise the works could be comparable with a focus lyrically and visually on pornography, prostitution, and violence. While this self-titled release of Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck might not be for everyone, there is a niche crowd out there who likes their music to be this violent. For the people who are in that group, it would be hard to go wrong with "Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck" despite the fact that it is only around 12 minutes long. Unfortunately the three men that make Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck operate have never released a full-length CD. The discography consists of MCD's, 7"s, and demo tapes. If you are interested in this release, act fast as there were only a couple hundred copies made. - Heathen Harvest
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t (Apop Records)
Completely devastating, over the top power electronics with tortured vox. Six hit & run tracks, and personally, for harsh stuff like this, I prefer it that way because it keeps each (de)composition fresh (so to speak). Primitive, but not in an amateurish sense. These cats know what they're doing. Cro-Magnon auditory patterns & cycles which demand attention. With their intentionally offensive approach, these lads are definitely in the early WHITEHOUSE vein of breaking social mores. Nice package with a 3" recording surface (get a copy & you'll understand). I believe this is coming out on LP soon as well. Not a release for the ladies, unless they're prepared to "man up". - Chris Dodge / Short, Fast and Loud.
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck
s/t  (Self Released CD-R)
It wouldn't take a genius to predict that this trio is a deliberately confrontational and abusive concern. Falling somewhere between Whitehouse and the most belligerent Hospital Productions release, Twodeadsluts gush noise like tourniquet-less amputations. Hectoring listeners like a gaggle of William Bennets, there's a profuse negativity seeping from the record. Realizing that a disc of lengthy assaults can breed disinterest, they instead stick with short bursts of signal-and-scream contempt. - Rock-A-Rolla Magazine
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - LP - Apop Records
2DS/1GF have been on my "need to review" list for awhile now. I became intrigued by the band after viewing a few clips on youtube of their live shows. It looked like total intimidation of the crowd, and not that jock kind of intimidation, but the "off their meds" kind of psychotic break down. And to top things off, they like doing it naked. If you can shed your knickers and still manage to be menacing, you're probably on to something. This little slab of animosity was originally self-released in 07 as a limited edition CDr, but it's one of those discs that fucking screams for vinyl so I was happy to see Apop do the deed. The A side starts out with a minute long piercing of feedback, screams and static aptly titled "Man The Fuck Up, Faggot". No, these boys are not very PC, as all good Power Electronics should be. You might want to avoid this one for college coffee house "gatherings". Next up is "Blue Line Homicide", another short, bludgeoning track. These guys like to start of slow and threatening, then circle around for the kill. "Libertine Justice For All" is another barely over a minute track that begins with a slow droning note and slowly layers on some shrillness and then blasts you with screams and static. They sew up the A side with "Fuck First...Ask Never". Great title, if it isn't obvious that while serious about the sounds, these fellas obviously have a sense of humor. It's classic PE smolder and feedback with some screaming vocals buried deep in the mix. Side B kicks off with the longest track on the album at just over three minutes, " Another Dead Walpole Kid". Simple, alternating octaves of frequencies, mid-ranged feedback and the barked vocals make this one of my favorites of the release. Or, it could be a toss up for the LP closer, "To Catch A Predator". Feedback squeal versus sub-sonic hum and mega-distorted yells, a nice way to wrap things up. This is a great release and Apop came through with the packaging, silver ink on a simple black sleeve...and they kept the close up of the spunk-dripping mouth of the original CDr. Mastered by James Plotkin (Lotus Eaters, Khanate) and limited to 300 copies. This one is worth tracking down. -
Plague Haus

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - CD/LP (Apop Records)

First, I must say how amused I am that when I play this CD on my iTunes, the genre listing comes up as children's music. If your children happen to be the spawn of Jeffrey Dahmer or Charles Manson, this might be right up your tyke's alley. This all- too-short six-song CD has some of the best noisescape recordings I've heard since I saw Lightning Bolt for the first time. While there isn't a triple speed pounding drummer in this band, the sounds are just as in your face and the imagery as disturbing, if not more. This band has truly mastered noise. Never has murderous psychosis been so entertaining. Enjoy, and by all means, bring the family.
(Joel Simches) - THE NOISE

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t CD
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck have a very particular sound, between the harsh noise of Cock ESP, the rage of Slogun or Whitehouse and especially an excellent production quality which depicts the medium rather proud. They are especially noted by intense theatrical performances (naked members launching tables into audience, flying microphones and amplifiers…).On the level of the sound, with the risk to repeat myself, it is a little as if Whitehouse period 1980-85 had had access to professional digital mastering (which is obvious on "Blue Line Homicide" and "To Catch has Predator"). Sonically abrasive as possible which does not prevent scathing restraint ("Libertine Justice for All"); When it comes to excessive violence on CD and in the live setting they already have nothing more to prove. - Guts of Darkness (........France)
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck- s/t 
Here is the first "full-length" from Boston's own Two Dead Sluts One Good Fuck clocking in at only a little over 10 minutes. A very short full-length, but it packs more of a punch then most noise can in twice the time. Featuring a graphic image of cum dripping from the mouth of some school girl on the front, the song titles seem to follow the overtly sexual themes succinctly. Opening the disc with a wash of blistering noise is "Man the Fuck Up, Faggot" a harrowing blast of chunky, spastic noise, and shrieking feedback. "Blue Line Homocide" though, follows up with some noisy drones merging into a wall of noise and finally accompanied by power-electronic style vocals which mark a slight turn in the Two Dead Sluts One Good Fuck sound. The power electronic influences seep in between the tracks quite a bit more then their previous material. "Libertine Justice For All" sinks up with right where they left off with an Atrax Morgue styled synth drone and more screamed vocals, noise blasts, and screeching feedback layered over it to create a very effective mix of creepy and aggressive sounds. "Fuck First... Ask Never" is next with some similar feedback screeches but this time layered over chunky alternating noise blasts almost forming a slower rhythm. "Another Dead Walpole Kid" I'm guessing refers to the town next to mine where the large prison is located, is probably the most successful and powerful track here with harmonizing feedback drones that alternate in frequency forming a very sick and twisted sound. The screamed but more subdued vocals add just the touch needed to drive home the depressing sound. Closing the disc with "To Catch a Predator" which is possibly the most experimental track here, Two Dead Sluts mixes together low meandering synth drones with harsh noise and this time introducing some scrap metal textures as well. Still keeping the vocals around it's another effective track. Overall so short, but very well done. I guess if you can only manage to keep it together for 11 minutes then more power to you for realizing that's your thing. I'd rather have this only be the running time it is then have them tack on 15 more minutes of worthless shit. Very harsh, dark, aggressive sound here only for the sick motherfuckers. These tracks may not be thought out, but they are well-layered and presented with a clear, consistent vision that I admire. - Blood Ties Webzine
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t (Apop Records)
Active for over 6 years with 7" releases, tape splits and a bunch of CD's. The latest self produced work is the most mature testing ground that we can expect from this american trio, whose creed is the most violent and sickest power electronics. Everything is seasoned by a scenic presence and pervert sick graphics. Only 12 minutes for 6 tracks, compressed and ready to explode. "Man The Fuck Up. Faggot" is a fast, sharp noise outburst. "Blue Line Homicide" continues with the harsh vein, but adds a series of basses which make it more granitic. "Libertine Justice For All" pushes on the sickness of the hollow basses and ..ting feedbacks. "Fuck First... Ask Never" is the most classic song, granitic, deafening, with painfull filtered vocals. "Another Dead Walpole Kid" reminds of Nicole 12 with burning vocals in the distance, while the final track "To Catch A Predator" is full of slow, hollow basses, a victim raped and stabbed at least ten times, Raw and dirty, not suitable for the pretty and pure people. - Exoteric Zine (........Italy)
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - LP (Apop Records)
A new, limited edition LP version of a self titled CDR that the band released in late 2007, this short-but-bulldozing slab of power electronic hatred features six tracks of extremely distorted and hyper-violent cement mixer noise from this confrontational, controversial outfit. Twodeadsluts first appeared a couple of years ago as a crude digital grindcore project started up by some art school students, but has since evolved into a brutal electronics outfit that has taken a fistful of pages from the Whitehouse book, constructing crushing walls of distorted white noise that are sculpted into swirling black holes of feedback, rumbling low-end, warbling feedback that seems to form into strange melodies, and multiple vocalists who spew all manner of horrific, sociopathic imagery that gives Peter Sotos and William Bennet a run for their money. These cats sure have pissed off their share of politically correct indie noiseniks with their abusive song titles and banter that seems to revolve around prostitution, deviant sexuality and mindless violence, and their live sets are pretty notorious for the members of Twodeadsluts getting completely naked, hurling themselves off of tables into the audience and sending microphones and equipment hurtling into whatever onlookers have the cashews to get knee deep in the groups transgressive tantrums. It's either GG Allin grade geekshow or a pitch-black investigation of the filthiest corners of the human psyche, depending on where you lean, but either way there's no denying that these goons are blasting some top notch electronic deathwarp. On this particular slab, the tracks move from crushingly heavy and depressing synthesizer dirges to calmer ambient sections formed from immense low-end buzz, and back to ferocious feedback assaults and pulsating waves of death industrial crunch a la Brighter Death Now, and it's all given a serious sonic heft courtesy of the mastering job from James Plotkin. One of the few American outfits next to Prurient and Slogun that I can legitimately recommend to fans of harsh Power Electronics like Con-Dom, Sutcliffe Jugend, and Whitehouse. Limited to 300 copies, and packaged in a black sleeve silkscreened with metallic silver artwork that features a really gooey money shot on the cover. - Crucial Blast Records
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck -- S/T [Apop Records]
Originally released as a limited-edition cd-r, this vinyl version (limited to 300 copies) retains the moderately rude / mildly pornographic cover and adds mastering by James Plotkin (Old, Khanate, etc.) for maximum sonic punishment. With a penchant for damaged synth abuse and an aesthetic firmly rooted in the likes of Whitehouse, Sutcliffe Jugend, Prurient, and violently abrasive power electronics in general, this is a short but potent sonic bloodbath; the songs are never more than a few minutes long at most, and with titles like "Man the Fuck Up, Faggot" and "Fuck First... Ask Never," you can tell they're confrontational without even dropping the needle. Once you do, though, the violence is total -- grim, dirty synth drones turn into full-on blasts of white noise and psychotic screaming designed to clear rooms, and fast. The four songs on the first side are short blasts of hate and ultraviolence that explode in bursts of chaotic white noise like the sound of buildings being demolished in slow motion; of the two "epics" on the flip side, the first ("Another Dead Walpole Kid") is filled with brooding synth angst and crusty noise in the background, whle the second, "To Catch a Predator," is built around bone-rattling amplifier hum and muffled shouting, with a sound that threatens to burst into audio immolation but never quite does. The self-destructive duo has been around long enough to churn out an impressive list of singles, limited-edition cd-rs, and compilation appearances, but this is their first "full-length" release (in quotes because the album is only about fifteen minutes long -- like I said, the songs are short). It's definitely worth hearing, especially if you're hep to any of aforementioned influences. - One True Dead Angel
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t LP (Apop Records)
A three piece from Boston, Ma Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck have released an LP through Apop Records. Screaming until they grow hoarse in the vital force of the mania forcing high frequency feedback which interwinds with the tympanic membrane first and no and, breaking into pieces, fierce attack of the strain sound which gushes out and being straight forward, it seems that it spits and scatters life of the human voice which is shaken off and powerfully vivid. The time while low-speed pulsation and dissonance of the electronic noise which depresses also continuous sound and others intervening to the acoustic image, there bringing a relative PE approach, it pulls the range and stirring impression of the grind bulging of shaku every of tune which is set shortly tightening in energy point centralization and suitable and applies, being something where the hatred is being covered, the offensive posture itself is connected the blood smelly that stinks and at the same time sign nothing which is packed it acquires preeminent texture of good quality as a whole. What comes out of grinding core pulses and has done naturally is related, this projects optimum masterpiece at present time which asserts one record of ultra violence which arrives and makes you wish for more. After consenting to the fact that this is rough expression, the instant peak which is seen with the Incapacitants and the kind of vividness when it comes to physical violence like Sutcliffe Jugend with tough power electronics noise . Silk creen printing is administered. Limited 300 section. - Molehill (Japan)
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - S/T CD
Man The Fuck Up. Faggot. The latest release from ........Boston's Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck is 6 tracks of vicious, antagonizing and inspired power electronics. Excellent production quality, mastered by James Plotkin. Ultra-negative, the tracks are comprised of well-implemented feedback, thunderous low end, and assaulting vocals. A general formula can be observed in all of the tracks on this release. Starting with a single tone, it builds and distorts and blasts into the real meat; spastic grind-blast noise stopping almost as soon is it started. I would've liked to see a bit more variety in approach and sound, but on the other hand it makes for a very focused release. It definitely well-represents this aggressive and ostracizing group of sexual predators. Comes in a nice black digipack. Cover has a close up of a chick drooling sperm out of her mouth. A very solid and legit offering through and through. ........BOSTON POWER ELECTRONICS. - Negation Is Freedom Issue 2
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck  - s/t
Nasty, nasty, nasty. From the graphics to the sound. Just nasty. Feedback squealing, thick droning tones, distro vox and bad attitudes. File under psychopathic noise. If that's your cup of arsenic, go for it. 3" disk imbedded in a 5" disk. A six track soundtrack of mental and moral breakdown. And I bet they take that description as a compliment. - Chain DLK
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t CD
Ah, Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck are back at it again with another 10-minute release of absurdly harsh power electronics packaged with pornographic imagery (this time a little more subtle than, say, the P.T. Barnum's Gallery release, but yes that is semen)...having heard two or three blasting discs by 'em over the last couple years, I think they basically RIP as far as my 'once in a blue moon' listening tastes go. More varied than you might expect, too. I guess this CD is sold out already but an LP version is coming out very soon on Apop - Blastitude Webzine
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t CD
Boston's TWODEADSLUTS ONEGOODFUCK have been around for a few years. They're touring the ........US, putting out records, and their live show is a thing of legend (I'm serious, check on YouTube). They seem to be on their way up in the world which is pretty good considering how overly offensive they are. Ah yes... Power Electronics. That's what this is. TDS OGF start with your basic PE mold, take out the goofy Whitehousities found in a lot of PE, and replace it with shit-hot hardcore rage and pent-up sexual aggression. All the usual ingredients for PE are here. You've got the warbling synth, the obnoxious as fuck microphone feedback and of course, the token sexism and homophobia (ugh). But (unlike certain unnamed Power Electronics artists that bore me to tears) TDS OGF takes those ingredients and uses them to create an extremely high energy Power Electronics sound bordering on straight-up Harsh Noise and dripping with violence. It's like taking the ingredients for a chocolate cake and making a chocolate dildo instead. Wait, did I just type that? "Fuck First... Ask Never" is my favorite track on here. The distorted PE vocals mix with brutal walls of distortion and make little tinglys up and down my spine. They keep it short and sweet on this one with six quickt tracks that are over before you know it and leave you wanting more. Comes packaged in a very professional looking black digipack with a simple insert and gross cover art. Mastered by the mighty James Plotkin and limited to 200 copies. I have a feeling this shit is moving fast so get on it. Recommended for anyone who likes it naughty. Not recommended for the PC noisers. - Blastbeats For Freedom Webzine

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - s/t CD
Shane Broderick Ted Sweeney Joshua Hydeman - all electronics and vocals. Experimental / Live Electronics / Industrial and very much from visiting myspace - performance artists, so perhaps this should be a DVD- at times harsh it is at others strangely musical - almost Jazz like - and perhaps critically- *is* going somewhere. They do - the myspace videos- capture the naïve vigor of young men wanting to take off their clothes in public, and though they do fight and tussle ones not sure of where they want to go - towards eventual catastrophe of Rudolf Schwarzkogler - or steady girl/boy friends and respectable day-jobs?? - but there is a definite teleology present here I think and I'm interested to see just where it finishes- as finish it will. The CD is nicely packed with a full size CD only part silvered so you get a 3inch CDR in effect and under 12 minutes. - Vital Weekly


Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - LP (Apop Records)
There is really only one true type of music that lies completely on its own, rotting at the end of a precarious road where only few tread of their own accord. Noise is that festering corpse, completely abrasive and uncaring as to the comfort of the listener; the term 'acquired taste' takes on a completely understated tone when used to describe a noise release. To some, the childish use of expletives and not so politically correct terms would deter them from this release as much as the contents. With songs like 'Man the Fuck Up, Faggot' and 'Fuck First…Ask Never', the ironic use of caustic words to describe caustic music probably falls on many a deaf ear. Not to mention most of the members perform absolutely nude, accosting the audience any chance they get, Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck can confidently say they piss off a good percent of the people who experience their art. All that matters, however, is the music. Freeform noise explosions charged up by highly distorted bellows of rage. The first four tracks follow a slightly similar static and feedback path until 'Another Dead Walpole Kid' changes the pace with more control on the knobs, creating a very visceral and claustrophobic atmosphere. The repeated mantra of "Your life was over the day you were born" towards the middle section followed by even more harmonic dissonance, is a great example of the power Noise can have behind the creeping walls of sound. This track reminds me faintly of the 'Free Shoko Asahara' section on Agoraphobic Nosebleed's 'Altered States of ........America'. Musically it definitely has its own identity but the pace and vocalizations are more reminiscent of Jay Randall and crew. Ending with 'To Catch a Predator' the welcome addition of a low-end loop behind the feedback closes the album nicely. This probably isn't for you, your friends or anyone you know. If the thought of being molested sonically for 12 minutes by sweeps of ever changing feedback while some naked loon screams about god knows what (although Satan has a good idea), then this is a release you should add to the list. With short and violent songs that get to the point, you are left no chance in hell of being bored. - Black As Pitch
Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - Worst Album of the Month
"Check out the skinny white kids from ........Boston who ditched their Converge hoodies when someone told them about Whitehouse. Now they roll with that new "shocking" noise scene, which is pretty much an ongoing, transparently calculated ploy staged by quite ordinary Myspace nerds and J. Crew shoppers. Gratuitous screeching, noncontextual use of the word "faggot," and songs about child rape will earn you a super-scary rep when you get banned from the local art gallery, but to the rest of us it's as safe, boring, and dumb as any football game. See you in a few years for your folk-rock phase, brohams."
-Vice magazine

Wednesday, September 17, 2008 

The brand new issue of ZERO TOLERANCE magazine is out today with an interview and feature on Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck. Also featured in the issue is Prurient, Amon Amarth, Enslaved, Rosemary Malign, Lustmord, Lord Belial and many more of extreme music's finest.

Also included with the issue is a free double CD compilation featuring Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck, The Haunted, Dragonforce, Amon Amarth, Enslaved, Psycroptic and many many more.

You can pick up a copy from them directly at: http://www.ztmag.com
Barnes and Noble and your local book/music store should have it as well.

Saturday, May 05, 2007 

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck. Boston Power Electronics... Faggot.
Suffering Bastard. The Baddest. 5000 Watts. Dual Bass Grindcore.
Split 7" Release. Limited to 345 Copies. Silk Screened Covers / Transparent Dark Green Vinyl. Available at Newbury Comics, Crucial Blast, RRRecords, Apop Records and Armageddon Shop
(SOLD OUT)

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck / Suffering Bastard Split 7"
Boston & Providence's heaviest team up for this brutal little EP, which is presented in a black sleeve with terrific artwork (a disintegrating heavy metal zombie sucking on a bong for SB's side, a weird ghostly image of a woman sitting on a bench with some vaporous substance drifting up out of her body from between her legs for TDS OGF's side), the record pressed on green vinyl, and limited to 345 copies.

Suffering Bastard deliver five ultra-short blasts of their brutal bass-heavy grind/sludge/noise on their side, with their trademark dual-bass guitar / drums / vocals lineup blazing through songs like "Sunbaked Carcass", "Infernal Sarcofagus", and "Unholy Hell For All", torrents of blastbeats and sub-bass riffage whipped up into a vicious storm of bottom-heavy blastnoise, with some catchy midtempo punk riffs lodged into the chaos, offering up a catchy verse before Suffering Bastard explode into a cyclone of demonic noise or crawling black sludge. Low-fi and raw as hell, they pack a heavy dose of grinding horror into their four minutes, like some hellish hybrid of Corrupted, Man Is The Bastard, Drop Dead and Gerogerigegege.

Only two tracks on the other side, but Twodeadsluts make 'em count by dropping some of their heaviest industrial/power electronics filth on us. The first one is a brief blast of percussive low end explosions, layered with screamed vocals and gritty distortion, but the second track "Porkers Of The World Unite" takes up the rest of the side, starting off with slowly grinding blots of distorted noise and evil processed vocals that sound like the possessed girls in Evil Dead, then moves into an ominous field of dark ambience with soft swells of muted strings and subterranean whirr that stretches out for a minute or two before a mournful saxophone appears, blowing a soft, sad melody over the waves of obsidian dread. Man, I would love to hear these guys explore this sort of stuff more. This is by far my favorite recording from Twodeadsluts. Recommended! - Crucial Blast

 


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Monday, March 27, 2006 

Without giving audiences a moment's rest from their last 4.5 minute burn-out, P.T. Barnum's Gallery Of Masturbatorial Disenchantment, Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck are back for yet another accosting, this time, as part of APOP Record's artfully packaged petri dish saga, Pasteur Series.  Girls Born In The Nineties represents Twodeadsluts at their most fucked-raw state, abandoning the stringed and factory designed for the broken, smashed, and hotwired. Adding Portland accomplice Joshua Hydeman (whom shared one side of the vinyl on Friendship Bracelet's 2005 release Split Wide Open) seems to just make things even more depraved. In short, Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck are screaming at the top of their lungs to Girls Born In The Nineties: plan on getting violated.

TRACK LISTING:
1. Let's Just Hold Each Other For Hours
2. Guess What's In Her Sock Drawer
3. Girls Born In 1990
4. Girls Born In 1991
5. Girls Born In 1992
6. Girls Born In 1993
7. Girls Born In 1994
8. Girls Born In 1995
9. Girls Born In 1996
10. Girls Born In 1997
11. Girls Born In 1998
12. Girls Born In 1999
13. Off Come The Pants! (Live)
14. In Dedication To Katie Who Didn't Wants Us To Play (Live)

Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck - Girls Born In The Nineties
Here's another installment in A-Pop Records weird little Pasteur series, where they package handpainted 3" CDRs in little plastic petri dishes filled with some kind of hardened wax. I've listed some of their other releases in the series from Warhammer 48K and Sword Heaven in the past, and now we've got the very first disc that came out in the series, the now out-of-print Girls Born In The Nineties from Twodeadsluts Onegoodfuck.
The Boston power electronics/skumblast ruffians in 2DS drop what might arguably be the most offensive and vile recording that they've subjected us to so far. Just chew on that title for a little while and let all of the sordid implications soak in. I'm not even going to list the goddamn song titles here. In the space of eight minutes, Twodeadsluts create a soundtrack for the next time you sit down to peruse those PDF scans of Peter Sotos' PURE Magazine you downloaded off of the net last night, taking us through a number of harsh, six-second blasts of feedback overload and harsh power electronics, orgies of ultra-grating, high end skree, and assorted profanities shouted en masse through a wall of acidic distortion. The only exception to this Prurient-style assault is the very first track, a two minute track of crushing, blackened industrial dirge comprised of hellish screams, pounding metallic percussion and huge shuddering machine rhythms, and abrasive buzzing textures. Super limited and long gone from the label, we only have a couple copies of this in stock! - Crucial Blast