Mutiny

A restless tide of sound, where rhythm fractures and glimmers collide.

Bliss Maw gnaws at the edges of expectation, a 12-inch vessel carrying shadowy grooves, warped textures, and pulses that whisper like secrets in the dark.

Every spin feels like a small rebellion—an ecstatic slip into the uncanny, where funk meets abstraction and bliss is found in the spaces between beats.

This is music for those who chase the elusive, who crave tension wrapped in velvet, who understand that beauty sometimes bites.