Venta Protesix hates music. He and his laptop are between the foremost representatives of the global scene of lolicon noise purism, a micro-terrorist genre born on the deepest reaches of last.fm shoutboxes, where mysterious 14-old Japanese schoolgirls praise nazism, chemical drug abuse, Konata-worship and black metal. Among his peculiar influences are \u5c71\u5185\u5927\u8f14 Daisuke Yamanouchi’s ero-guro movies, AV idols, hentai and the concept of fan service as an ontological category of Being. Sounds like: Masonna trapped in a pink laptop along with Sachiko M and a 56k modem that survived the 90s. New electronic noise for a generation of romantic shut-ins.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Definitive autism: terminal hikikomori tendecies in sampling, obsessive fixation on microlooping and surgical filtering. Compulsive retriggering of sterilized granules. Prepubescent bleeps and barely legal glitches fed into a nexus of abusive and perverted sequencing machines. A single chain of ungraspable shards of sounds that criss-cross the life of a nascent lolicon noise star. Database nativism as a state of mind.
\nReleased in a four-panel digipak with a free sticker.
\nAvailable also on tape by japanese label 16 shots per second records.
\nLimited Edition of 99 copies.<\/p>\n