- Digital
XDCVR
I HATE THAT SHIT, I HATE ALL THAT SHIT
OOH-sounds
- Cat No: OOH047
- Release: 2026-03-06
- updated:
Track List
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1. XDCVR - just because you don't believe that i want to dance, don't mean that i don't want to
04:09 -
2. XDCVR - Psalm 68 (22-35)
06:11 -
3. XDCVR - cyber feminism index
01:43 -
4. XDCVR - faithful and true
03:38 -
5. XDCVR - crimes of the future
01:40 -
6. XDCVR - rider on the white horse
04:54 -
7. XDCVR - the royal arch
00:51 -
8. XDCVR - best served cold
04:40 -
9. XDCVR - OP1 dead
01:05 -
10. XDCVR - AI FUTURR
03:56
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XDCVR_ unveils 'I HATE THAT SHIT, I HATE ALL THAT SHIT' a blistering sonic manifesto on the 'performativity of decay'.
In a world saturated with digital perfection, the album emerges as a vital, hand-made act of electronic rebellion.
Framed as a "soundtrack for the end stretch" the record explores the notion that societal decay is not a passive process, but an active performance—a machine chugging along long after its wheels have fallen off.
This is cyborg music for a bifurcated reality: carbon-fiber toughness shielding a core of systemic rot. The sound palette is intentionally raw and imperfect, a direct challenge to the sterile, automated order of what the artist calls the "techno-fascist oligarchy."
Tracks eschew conventional temporality, mirroring the feeling of existing in two concurrent timelines—one hyper-aware of the collapse, the other numbly consuming it.
Drawing a line from the Cold War anxieties of the past to the data-farming dystopia of the present, 'I HATE THAT SHIT…' posits art as the last authentic incubator for societal change. It is, in the artist's words, "a deliberate 'fuck you' to the oppressive order of the status quo. This is not easy listening; it is a contested space, a lit fuse, and a necessary noise for our complicated times."
Mastered by Rupert Clervaux
Artwork & Design by incepBOY
Pro-dubbed fluo-green cassette with artwork printed on a holographic reflective cardboard inlay. Hand-finished, limited edition of 50, with free download code.
In a world saturated with digital perfection, the album emerges as a vital, hand-made act of electronic rebellion.
Framed as a "soundtrack for the end stretch" the record explores the notion that societal decay is not a passive process, but an active performance—a machine chugging along long after its wheels have fallen off.
This is cyborg music for a bifurcated reality: carbon-fiber toughness shielding a core of systemic rot. The sound palette is intentionally raw and imperfect, a direct challenge to the sterile, automated order of what the artist calls the "techno-fascist oligarchy."
Tracks eschew conventional temporality, mirroring the feeling of existing in two concurrent timelines—one hyper-aware of the collapse, the other numbly consuming it.
Drawing a line from the Cold War anxieties of the past to the data-farming dystopia of the present, 'I HATE THAT SHIT…' posits art as the last authentic incubator for societal change. It is, in the artist's words, "a deliberate 'fuck you' to the oppressive order of the status quo. This is not easy listening; it is a contested space, a lit fuse, and a necessary noise for our complicated times."
Mastered by Rupert Clervaux
Artwork & Design by incepBOY
Pro-dubbed fluo-green cassette with artwork printed on a holographic reflective cardboard inlay. Hand-finished, limited edition of 50, with free download code.
