
Después de más de cuatro años talando el bosque, ya no queda más madera.


Génesis
Split with Disgrace(Fin) - 5"CD (A Pile Of Dirt) (available soon)
"Ancient Torture ~Singles 2005-2009~" - CD (Deepsend Records) (available soon)
"Sewage Sludgecore Treatment" - 12" (Haunted Hotel) (not available yet)




Although NWN! and the members of Autopsy have been acquainted for years (see the credits on the Eat My Fuk LP for instance), there has never been an opportunity to unite these forces of evil until now. It is with immense honor that NWN! now announces its plan to reissue a definitive vinyl edition of the Autopsy demos. These demo recordings, “Demo 1987” and “Critical Madness” immediately established Autopsy among the originators of the Death Metal tradition while also carving out their own uniquely demented and doom laden style. Specifically, Autopsy delved deep into a world consumed with filth and disease. With no pseudo-intellectual pretention, Autopsy reveled only in the psychotic lust invoked by the omnipresent odor of necrotic flesh. These demos represent the primordial essence of the sound that was, is, and always will be the exclusive domain of Autopsy. As part of Nuclear War Now!’s 10th year of darkness, the Autopsy demos will be released in a deluxe double LP edition. Sides A and B will feature the demos themselves remastered for vinyl from the original tapes while side C will include rehearsal and live recordings selected by the band and remastered exclusively for this release and side D will feature artwork etched into the vinyl. This release will be the most elaborate Autopsy vinyl released to date and do proper justice to the legacy of these pioneers of death.One third of the cult post-industrial Swedish legends MZ.412, one half of the amazing experimental act Beyond Sensory Experience and Nordvargr’s long running loyal partner on classic endeavors – including the abyssal black ambient duo Nordvargr/Drakh. With such high caliber résumé, we are more than honored to present the first DRAKH solo album!Boxset edition - limited to 99 hand-numbered copies.
While mostly known for his demonic, truly Swedish guitar interventions on the MZ.412 or N/D pitch black ambiences, Bethlehem finds Jonas Aneheim walking through slow, quasi-harmonic, subtle, yet thick drone fields weaving elaborate and unexpected damaged electronic rhythms and harsh, crackling ambient textures that can become – at the same time – both delicate and haunting, warm and freezing, to finally drown in a sea of reverb, glacial riffing and distortion on his own shadowy interpretation of the city of Bethlehem. Simply perfect.
Masterfully conceived and recorded on the road during his many world travels over the past years – from the US State of Indiana to Asia –, the album successfully narrates unknown angles from these places via ominous sonic vistas and pallets that truly honor the charming aura and tradition of the bleakest Swedish sounds.



Call it drone-doom-dirge-shoegaze or any other in vogue nomenclature you like. It doesn’t matter. The music is so sublime and superb that we consider a waste of time trying to further categorize the spiraling sounds exhaling from a NADJA album. They are simply the true originators of this bred of blissful, seriously intense and ominously ethereal heavy sounds and one the few acts – along with the genius solo work from the duo’s main composer, Aidan Baker – we are truly obsessed with these days. That said, we are more than glad to welcome the Canadian duo to Essence Music with an immense masterwork!
Autopergamene – a spell or charm wherein you write in blood, on a fragment of skin, what you wish to happen – finds NADJA at the peak of their sonic language of slow-blooming, heavily nuanced ambient guitar constructions and slow motion, lush, epic heaviness.
Divided in three colossal movements, the album starts with the blissful, paced and almost orchestral – much aided by three guest members on strings and Aidan’s trombone, flute and piano – “You Write Your Name in My Skin”, travels through the straight up, super distorted and fuzzed out rumbling sludge riffages of “You Write Your Name in My Head” and its semi-growling processed vocals to finally unfold the nearly half-hour long “You Write My Name in Your Blood” that gracefully starts with delicate, lush acoustic guitars glacially giving birth to an enormous, shimmering and heavily layered symphonic wall to then submerge and bring in a hazy, sparkling and almost passionate, yet twisted, duetto of Aidan-Leah’s male-female voices. Breathtaking.


