Feed Me to the Remix Previews

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse debut EP Wicked Hands gets run through the machines in their new release, Feed Me to the Remix. Each Wicked Hands track gets two twisted reinterpretations by some of the most talented and exciting producers in the dark electronic scene today. Genres run the gamut: drum-step, dark ambient, industrial noise,

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse debut EP Wicked Hands gets run through the machines in their new release, Feed Me to the Remix. Each Wicked Hands track gets two twisted reinterpretations by some of the most talented and exciting producers in the dark electronic scene today. Genres run the gamut: drum-step, dark ambient, industrial noise, abstract breaks, dark techno, illbient, throwback IDM, and more. Includes remixes by Divider Line, Subarctic, Psychic Sarahs, Creeping Man, and Timewitch.

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Wicked Hands EP Previews

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse debut EP Wicked Hands is both a love letter to throwback darkwave and an exploration of what’s possible in the wide-open space of EBM / dark techno. The EP opener Enter Delirium is electro-industrial red meat: a minimal disco beat throbs, bass lines stab and growl, reverb-drenched vocals moan and lament, and

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse debut EP Wicked Hands is both a love letter to throwback darkwave and an exploration of what’s possible in the wide-open space of EBM / dark techno. The EP opener Enter Delirium is electro-industrial red meat: a minimal disco beat throbs, bass lines stab and growl, reverb-drenched vocals moan and lament, and tinkling 80s keys dance over bent circuits and glitch effects. All familiar terrain to fans of the genre, but the EP takes an unexpected and dramatic turn into the mysterious far-flung world vibes and long slow beats of Grinding Walls. Feed Me to the Void turns the energy back up with early electronica breaks and rave FX while keeping the subterranean vibes going. Vocals both melodic and hoarsely whispered droop over the song’s fragmented alien terrain, showcasing the Whores’ background in experimental dark ambient music. The howling analog synths, machine-gun beats, and broken bottles of the stunning EP closer Splintered take us right back to late-80s gothic synth pop nirvana, where we wait — hopefully not too long — for the inevitable remix EP.

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Magisterium

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse

Strap in for a long night with the Seven Whores of the Apocalypse as they guide you through the abandoned padded cells of Magisterium: a cage of bone-rattling beats wraps its claws around a rubbery analog bass and hushed vocals; a bewildering array of vintage synth arpeggios punctuate the atmosphere before the whole sacramental affair is

Strap in for a long night with the Seven Whores of the Apocalypse as they guide you through the abandoned padded cells of Magisterium: a cage of bone-rattling beats wraps its claws around a rubbery analog bass and hushed vocals; a bewildering array of vintage synth arpeggios punctuate the atmosphere before the whole sacramental affair is catapulted to an 80s Berlin disco, where the area clergy finally break down and try on a pair of knee-highs spiked heels just to see what all the fuss is about. Includes a throbbing tech-house dub mix.

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A Poison Mind

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse

Desires fueled by rot... rabid nightmares… scorpion-filled thoughts... interminable self-loathing... A Poison Mind that desires release. Join the Seven Whores of the Apocalypse as they ride through the black light and exorcise the demons with a fusion of susurrant vocals, vaporous bass, and drums that echo throughout the catacombs.

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Parasite

The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse

Parasite, the debut single of Minneapolis-based Seven Whores of the Apocalypse, is a love letter to late 80s electro-industrial dance music. Pulsating analog synths, breathy FX, hypnotic rhythms, and choral samples beckon you inside steamy nightclubs of the late Cold War era. Let the The Seven Whores of the Apocalypse buy you a drink.

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