CWL's latest instrumental album

CWL's physical debut EP

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The splicers are back. Loboy and Drake test their limits in this hour long culmination of tube blistering visual vibration. Mixing 1950's commerical footage with search-engine image overlays, ZX presents a colorfully vivid undiscovered hallucinegenescape.

L0b0y's RGB butter cuts against Drake's aural beat backdrops are presented in full future format. D1G1T4L:Gr4ffButt3r is the product of usbconscious import / export exploitation.

Got that not-so-fresh-feeling? Set your CD alarm clock to wake to this.

The search for hijacked extra-terrestial beats continues.

Dope Lotus's first ever DVD! Data spitting down a fiber optic cable jacked into your optic nerve. Your VCR on crack in a wind tunnel.

A compilation disc ranging from answering machine raps to feedbacked P.A. systems. Re-do is a free audio-zine compilation put together by Lowco. Labs and released unto the public via a mailing list. All artwork and recordings are a cooperative effort of those on the mailing list.

A melancholic blend of scratched record riffs and spoken poems. Experiments in audio collage with break beats and distorted electronic junk sampling.

A borage of scenic sounds ranging from high end static daydreams to EEG beeps underneath moldy vinyl record loops.

Sloppy eighties riffs abused by garbled techno-induced beats that become saturated with heavy piercing guitar rants. Slow mellow piano gets confused with funk loops layered with political jargon only to find static climaxes. Empty hearts beat.

Mild tunes confused. Pop distortions rot into blares of mangled keyboard riffs. Garbles of bass blasted with crisp drum tracks. Backwards mellow drifts, wet with plastic beats.

Contains highly altered grizzled beats collaged with found voice samples. Slow guitar picking into melodic trance scrap instructions. TVs bleed in and out of the mix with bomb blasts. Delusional subtracks infiltrate the listening surface to allow momentary calm.

This is the definitive Whole Wheat collection.

Good ole' acoustic slangin' sappy sing along songs. Straight up classic from the River. The gum stuck under your desk in highschool, your first kiss, and 7-11. Love, hate, paranoia, summertime and some donuts. Oh yeah, throw some blunts in there too. And could I get that to go?

What happens when you mix some Natural Ice, a little shag, and an eight track, Mindfolk. Recorded on a purple shag rug next to DJ Dirt's dresser. Whole Wheat, Dr. Chaos, and Dug Reek put it down in a day. The turntables weren't even Technics.