Inconclusive Whale Autopsy and Unrealistic Grindcore Return! IWAII!

11 10 2012

Inconclusive Whale Autopsy returns in a blaze of psychic anguish and
impulsive outburst with “IWAII.”  Beginning with the same equation
which spawned their first record, “IWAII” once again solves for X:
minimum duration, maximum goresplosion.

Not content to detonate alone, Inconclusive Whale Autopsy recruited
Xrin Arms, The Toilet, and David B. Applegate to add shrapnel to the
mix.  Xrin Arms disgorges virulence and blocks carrier signals on
Faciem Futuo Fulgur.  The Toilet is legion, whose paint fumes
suffocate the reasonable on Scheißekampf, die Eliminierung.  And David
B. Applegate rips lungs and defaces poetry on Meaty Urologyst.

There’s just enough time for this record before the world ends in
December: “IWAII” squeezes out 10 tracks of premium, unrealistic
grindcore in 9 minutes, 34 seconds.  Birds, butter, and sentient
electromagnetic fields await, the noise of a thousand uncooperative
bits of data.  Having drunk from the twin streams of Crystal Pepsi and
Zima, the lifeblood of Inconclusive Whale Autopsy is renewed and

The killing is necessary, the looting pays for the next expedition.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)

Thermometerometer- Overcoming Adversity City, Digital Leak!

12 11 2009


We are rewarding, you, the Immigrant Breast Nest faithful, with the first access to the brand-newest Thermometerometer styles, in digital form, before the CDs are even ready to print. Get down on it.

Thermometerometer returns with Overcoming Adversity City, a nightmare romp through the cracked prisms of doom metal, electronic improvisation, tricked-out beats, and the good, old-fashioned weirdness for which they’re best known. After spending its earliest days getting shapes, Thermometerometer has now begun to break them down into micro-shapes and colored dust from which they form the crayons responsible for drawing these seven slabs of electrified sonic abstraction. Need an edgy doom fix? Hear Seventeen Million Dollar Block and Arcane Arabic Soccer Magick. Want some bombed out spastic bass & drum machine abuse? Please enjoy Total Breakdance Society and Ironic Ethnicity City. Or, if you’re inclined toward digital wrecks & noisy eclectic beat disruptions, check out Ticking Amazing and Mad Derelict. No matter where your mind wanders on the spectrum of fresh electronic sounds, T-MOM is there with something you’ve not yet imagined.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)

Blind Moany Wat

26 06 2009


Blind Moany Wat is a porch techno project from the David B. Applegate collective.  Track 3, “Hanging,” features Jim Kaznosky of Miss Ohio on guitar & track 6, “Creaky, warped,” features Christopher Trull on the same.

Herein, you’ll find the finest dirt dog tech-step juju.  Herein, you’ll get lost in the wooden maze & find the orb at the center.

Traveling through time is exhausting, but you’ll be rewarded through hearing these tracks born from lap-steel clang, oscillator smash & bass-drum batter.

Never has techno music danced so far from the club.  This techno was created & exists for the porch.  Embodying the spirit of experimentation, “Blind Moany Wat” includes elements of doom, noise, folk-tech splat, bass warble & tremolo.

Please listen at top volume while enjoying your afternoon bourbon outside.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)

Thermometerometer: Oceanjam 2k9

29 05 2009

I had the gentlemen from Thermometerometer out to my mansion in the Hamptons over Memorial Day Weekend so I could executive-produce one of their battery-powered outdoor jams.

Dan arrived armed with a contact mic’d football to throw in the ocean & a laptop full of mad FX to process the signal. David carted a supernaturally powerful Orange speaker, a strange oscillator from Britain & a delay pedal which allowed him to manipulate the fabric of time itself.

Gale force winds buffeted us at the ocean’s edge & the football refused to stay tethered in the breakers. Meanwhile, the contact mic was picking up more hurricane-whipped sand than ocean. Undaunted by the adverse conditions of the experiment, Thermometerometer recorded until the battery in the laptop died. I present you the audio document of this experiment not because of its perfection, but because it’s interesting to hear what can happen when two weirdos with a handful of electronic instruments try to wrangle the elements into some form resembling ‘music.’

Listen here.

The next day the wind continued & instead of making another attempt at recording the ocean, I had T-MOM set up in my little sister’s bedroom. Inspired by the spirit of Lil’ Miss Tibs, they recorded two truly sick bedroom jams. It quickly became apparent that bedroom jams had become droom jams, doom jams & finally Dume Jams. Keep an eye on this page for those massive tracks – I plan to release them as part of a Thermometerometer E.P. in the very near future.

Derek Tibs (CEO, Immigrant Breast Nest)