More mainstream than any of the other bands I’ve heard on the label, the electro these guys record isn’t for dancing, it’s for being pissed off at the world.
In addition to the traditional rip-snortin’ industrial juggernauts that are their standard fare, are songs with (gasp) real drums that aren’t even industrial.
Not every song is all-out speed-kills punk filled with cartwheeling guitar riffs and harmonies stacked like mattresses in a furniture warehouse, but enough are.
Amidst the clanging and clutter of black/death/doom/industrial/ambient/darkwave music, one figure stands alone. His name, as far as most of us know, is Mortiis.