Look mum, no teeth!

An evening with Sutcliffe & co.

Learn now or be cut down forever.

Some of our best friends come from South America.

Two gigs and a stomach bug.

Mit a bing-bang-bing-bang boom, and many other noises besides.

There's no point in crying over spilt poppers.

Captain, it's Wednesday.

Overindulging in the crystalline electronic purity & sheer heartaching beauty of futurepop.

An audience with Schkeuditzer Kreuz.

how your body works?

Sgt. Ogre told the band to play

It came from Down Under.

The invisible hand grabs whatever it can.

The darkest thing to come out of Colombia since dark roasted coffee beans.

n0teeth investigates gothbaiting, altwashing & industrofetishism at Eurovision.

Profligate's melancholy but oddly banging industrial techno.

Professor emeritus n0teeth marks a video essay on the dreadful industrial subgenre that refuses to die.

The new wave of British rhythmic noise.

I went looking for industrial music and discovered my new favourite scuzzy outback rock n roll band instead.

n0teeth takes a test drive.

Note to self: stop forgetting to bring your earplugs to gigs, you're in your thirties for fuck's sake.

Around the Nordic countries in five underrated industrial bands.

We can't ignore the elephant on our Spotify release radar any longer.

A mixed bag.

In praise of truly, thrillingly, frighteningly LIVE electronic music.

Let's see what the cat dragged in.

It's been a noisy one, that's for sure.

Two nights out and a lot of dancing.

With apologies to Lou Reed.

Old faves, new swag.

This is not a place of honour.

One of the best bands to ever do it and then disappear.

An evening with Teenage Jesus.

Easy listening for iron yutes.

Shitposting in lieu of real content.

Or, "How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Industrial"

What I've been up to in Japan.

Listening to the new release from PC World.

I could write about this band in my sleep.

One of my favourite new discoveries this year.

You can't spell industrial without du(b)

A short trip down the canal followed by a slighter longer one down memory lane.

The righteous fury of HIDE.

Dave's still got it.

In which I make an absolute fool of myself.

Hard music, nice people, French tacos.

"like hearing industrial techno for the first time."

"IT'S JAMMED WITH CRUMBS OF COCAINE"

...what aggrotech might sound like if it was actually good?

Graphic design is my passion.

A thought or two about "hipster" industrial.

Inarguably correct takes on post-punk.

Check these out for a better life.

The best industrial band you've never heard of.

Who the hell is this guy?