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First update in awhile!

Putting on this rager on 6 July at Crofter Rights Industrial punk noise from Northampton's Nailbreaker and Liverpool's Victim Unit with Joe from Organchrist technoising £5 Headfirst tickets- hdfst.uk/E75986 #nailbreaker #victimunit #Organchrist #noise #industrial #harshnoise #punk #bristolgigs #croftersrights

Spider Kitten - Making Paradise Possible

So, Jonestown, right? That was pretty fucked up. Not exactly the sort of thing you'd want to base a 30 minute album on right? Well SK did it anyway. It sounds kinda like if Flipper did prog.

GYMNASTIC DEMOMPOSITION - The Egg is Magnetic

A long time ago in a Newport far, far away there was GYMNASTIC DECOMPOSITION.

A deeply stylish musical rug, they made 'rubbish' in the 'fake' style of "HAPPY GRINDCORE".

The band played a total of two gigs.

DEAL.

GENERAL MARTOK - REALITY DEATH SOUP

Once again summer has been quiet at Sharp Noodle, with shows, tours and recordings of "proper" albums taking up most of the bands' time. So we break the 5 months of silence with another release from legendary Canadian weirdo General Martok. A tasty synth and field recording stew with a healthy balance of pretty and pretty abrasive.

GENERAL MARTOK - IN THE MOOD

Super special bank holiday treat!!! Sharp Noodle get's all international up in this bitch with the first release from Canada's nofi internet legend General Martok. Imagine if Lou Barlow & Eric Gaffney were involved in an unfortunate teleportation accident whilst working on a Sebadoh album in 1993 and, before having their hideous mutant face shotgunned up by Gina Davis, managed to record 30 awesome tracks of electro-acoustic mongpop.

In the mood is the ghost of a Fostex fourtrack rising up like sweat from the passionate love making of the young Yma Sumac and Jandek in a dense jungle of vowel-centric incantations. Or it sounds a bit like pavement, the fall, or the inbreds.

Linus Fitness-Centre - Crap Mammals

Because no one demanded it - a distinctly unmetal solo album by Snork Maiden's Linus Fitness-Centre (not to be confused with the one in Atomck). Ten tracks of under-written, overly compressed electrotosh, blending nice old synths with stupid video game noises, while Mr Fitness whines about some nerdy crap. Recorded during the winter of 2010-11, this album would have been longer but for the obligatory Sharp Noodle computer malfunction rendering it mercifully brief.