Berlin may be the unofficial home of techno, but some crave a different kind of party. When philosopher-musicians BlackBlackGold (Gucci Goth), xorzyzt (Bl4ck M4g1ck), and Tom Ass (Gegen) first came together as a unit in September of 2011, the ritual of DJing together was the synthesis of a shared longing: fog, heavy vibes, aural evil. Collaboration was inevitable, and from that day these three kings have birthed two distinct parties with similar goals: violent dancing and the end of party apathy. When you enter our space, you are part of the cabal.
PURGE was the first spawn of their united ideology. Emerging in the winter of 2011, the logo told audiences everything they needed to know: the antithesis of acid’s positivism and the rawness of black metal. The first edition presented the ice-cold sounds of HTRK and the Cocteau Twins-inspired Bruises, followed by a dancefloor of the bleakest, crunchiest bass, drones, and filth available. This live/DJ combo was an important factor in the formula: to give a feeling of belonging to the crowd, of community through a physical presence—the organic electronic.
Since that evening, the bi-monthly PURGE has mutated through different incarnations and a flurry of guest DJs to suit the shifting desires of the UnReaL trio: the second party featured the industrial techno of Ancient Methods and devolved into a combination of DJing and nude performance art. The third was a crushingly heavy, fogged-out warehouse okkvlt with Modern Witch, Sewn Leather, and Dracula Lewis, and the fourth an open-air drone metal rave with Nadja and Jaws. Doom-stretched guitar chords and codeine-wave wove through a field of slowly swaying freaks under black skies and summer stars. In a pentagram of flowers and a circle of jack-o-lanterns they made Halloween magick with the jagged digital hardcore-influenced filthstep of Deathface, celebrating their beloved holiday the best way they knew how: loudly.
2013 will find them expanding their nightlife ideology even further, and with a plethora of beautifully dark ever-emerging sounds, their aural palette (and that of their audience) can only expand as well.
In collaboration with Purge / #gHashtag. Some this night's performances will be streamed live via Red Bull Music Academy Radio.
Between the pop-cultural gutter and the subterranean stars. From underground teenage cheese to old masters of evil, noise and beats, Tom Ass’ sets are built on years of wading through subcultural marshes, in bands, as a DJ and as a journalist. Expect cartoon industrialism and dark grooves.
Whether in the frozen Scandinavian forests or in the sprawling urbanity of Neukölln, desolation will be desolation. Berlin outfit Sun Worship channels this desolation in to an icy spear of harsh beauty. The result is a kind of black metal without pretense or theatrics, a sonIc landscape both stripped and dense.
Counter-culturalists need little introduction to Alec Empire. With his label Digital Hardcore and band Atari Teenage Riot, the prolific German producer has played a huge part in politicizing rave culture and creating the soundtrack for the black blocs of the 1990s, all while building an impressive solo career.
BL4CK M4G1CKian, dev01ded daemon, and reliq skin-slammer, xorzyzt opens portals to unspeakable dimensions through audio-ecstatic rites of occult noise, blistering shamanic beats, and industrial-strength exorcism. There is only one Truth: Chaos is the order of the night!
Blood, sweat, rage and noise: BlackBlackGold vomits unfriendly sounds through a meat grinder and onto the dance floor. As the co-organiser of Drop Dead Festival and co-founder of Berlin collective UnReaL, BBG twists his anarcho-gothy roots amongst contemporary grime, blackened metal, and shattered industrial club sounds. Shards of queer noise and obscure experimental tracks, manipulated power tools, chopped hip-hop, DIY samples, and abrupt changes are some of his favorite devices. Feel-good music makes him feel bad—his is an unhappy house, and he's happy there. Hail Cheez-It.
Murderously good London duo Necro Deathmort concoct a twisted brew of heavy bass, interstellar soundscapes, and crushing metal riffs that will make your head bang until it severs from your neck and rolls across the grimey dancefloor to join the pile of other anointed party thrasher decapitees.