Untitled
by Things Outside The Skin

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download this weirdo gem from ’97-Things Outside The Skin’s Untitled cassette. glitchy, moody, oddly soothing. perfect for zoning out or freaking out. tracks got names like “The Raped Soul” (yikes) and “Spores, Molds, And Fungus” (double yikes). listen online while pretending you’re in a David Lynch film. ambient? experimental? sure, but also kinda like your brain after three espressos. weird flex but ok.

Things Outside The Skin – Untitled

Things Outside The Skin
Untitled
Electronic
Leftfield, Ambient, Experimental, Abstract

Tracks

1. The Raped Soul – 5:48
2. Accident Victim In The Key Of D – 3:07
3. .Mettle.mov:I – 3:34
4. The Black Hole Pt.: Sightless – 3:28
5. Spores, Molds, And Fungus – 4:00
6. Hiroshima, Topics Which Apply, And Reasons For Mid… more
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released January 1, 2025

Things Outside The Skin – Untitled Review

i don’t even know where to start with this one. things outside the skin. untitled. 1997. cassette. self-released. no barcode, no hype, no label pushing it. just raw, weird, glitchy, beautiful noise shoved into the world like a secret you weren’t supposed to hear. and honestly? thank god someone did. first off – the name. “things outside the skin.” sounds like a rejected horror movie title or a zine found under a thrift store mattress. but it fits. this album doesn’t live inside you. it crawls around your edges. pokes at your nerves. makes you itch in places you didn’t know could itch. and performer? recherche’. yeah. that’s all we get. no bio. no face. just sounds that feel like they were recorded in a basement during a thunderstorm while someone whispered conspiracy theories into a broken mic. track one: “they’re exactly alike.” opens with this brittle, metallic chime that sounds like wind chimes made of scalpels. then – silence. then a low hum. then something that might be a synth, or maybe a dying fax machine. it’s unsettling. but in a good way. like when you realize the voice on the other end of the phone isn’t your friend – but you keep listening anyway. “accident victim in the key of d” – okay, that title alone deserves a medal. the track? short, sharp, kinda jazzy if jazz was made by robots having panic attacks. piano notes stumble over each other. static hisses like it’s judging you. it’s over before you can figure out if you liked it. which, weirdly, makes you wanna play it again. then – “the raped soul.” heavy name. heavier sound. this one drags you underwater. slow, suffocating drones. distant screams that might be samples or might be real. i don’t know. i don’t wanna know. it’s not “enjoyable.” but it’s necessary. like staring at a wound you didn’t know you had. it doesn’t flinch. and neither should you. “. mettle. mov: i” and “. mettle. mov: ii: structure” – these feel like deleted scenes from a cyberpunk film that never got made. glitchy, stuttering, full of digital ghosts. part ii is longer, more patient. lets the noise breathe. lets you sink into it. there’s structure here, sure – but it’s the kind you find in a collapsed building. beautiful in its brokenness. “the wait” is… quiet. too quiet. heartbeat pulses. breathing sounds. a clock ticking somewhere far away. it’s the calm before the storm, except the storm never comes. just leaves you sitting there, tense, waiting for something that won’t happen. genius? or just cruel? maybe both. “the black hole pt.: sightless” – now we’re floating. no gravity. no direction. just ambient dread wrapped in velvet. this is where the album stops trying to scare you and just… lets you dissolve. i played this while walking at night once. big mistake. everything looked haunted after that. “spores, molds, and fungus” – okay, this one’s weirdly groovy? in a mutant, post-apocalyptic way. like if aphex twin got stranded in a swamp and started making beats out of rotting logs. bass pulses. wet squelches. something that might be a melody if you squint. i kinda danced to it. alone. in the dark. don’t judge me. last track: “hiroshima, topics which apply, and reasons for mid-life crisis.” yeah. that’s the whole title. and the track? it’s… quiet. resigned. like the album is sighing. exhausted. done with you. done with itself. fades out like a thought you can’t quite hold onto. leaves you sitting there, wondering what the hell just happened. what didn’t i like? honestly? the cassette format. not because it’s bad – it’s perfect for this. gritty, lo-fi, intimate. but man, i wish more people could hear this. it’s buried. forgotten. a ghost in the algorithm. and that’s a damn shame. also – no vocals. not a single word. which is fine. but sometimes i wanted… something. a whisper. a scream. a name. anything to hold onto. instead, it’s all texture. all atmosphere. all shadow. but here’s the thing – this album doesn’t care if you like it. it doesn’t care if you “get it.” it exists. like a stain on the wall. like a half-remembered dream. like that sound you hear at 3am and swear wasn’t the house settling. i keep coming back to it. not because it’s easy. not because it’s fun. but because it feels alive. in a way most music doesn’t anymore. it breathes. it twitches. it watches you back. and yeah – maybe that’s the point. things outside the skin. untitled. 1997. still waiting for someone to tell me i’m not crazy for loving it. (p. s. – if you find a copy, don’t play it for your mom.)

Untitled by Things Outside The Skin similar albums

1. Tanghi E Ritmi Dall’America Latina by Jan Langosz E La Sua Orchestra – orchestra-jan-langoszbj.bandcamp.com/album/tanghi-e-ritmi-dallamerica-latina
2. Symphony № 5 / Helios Overture by Carl Nielsen, Sir Alexander Gibson, Scottish National Orchestra – carl-nielsenwc.bandcamp.com/album/symphony-5-helios-overture
3. Killer Bass From Outer Space Part 1 by Bloodstepp – bloodsteppvb.bandcamp.com/album/killer-bass-from-outer-space-part-1

1. “Selected Ambient Works Volume II” by Aphex Twin – weird, dreamy, kinda unsettling in a good way
2. “Music Has the Right to Children” by Boards of Canada – fuzzy nostalgia with a dark edge
3. “Geogaddi” also by Boards of Canada – if you liked the last one but want it spookier
4. “Substrata” by Biosphere – icy, lonely, perfect for staring out rainy windows
5. “Gas 0095” by Gas – like walking through fog in an abandoned forest
6. “Lux” by Brian Eno – calm but not sleepy, kinda like meditation with secrets
7. “A Strangely Isolated Place” by Ulrich Schnauss – pretty but glitchy, hugs your ears then tickles ’em
8. “The Disintegration Loops” by William Basinski – slow, sad, beautiful decay – bring tissues maybe?
9. “Ravedeath, 1972” by Tim Hecker – church organs melting into static, somehow peaceful?
10. “Endless Summer” by Fennesz – guitars buried under digital sand, somehow still sunny funny how the weirdest sounds end up feeling the most like home, huh?