The cosmic frequencies have been calling, and we’ve answered with something completely different. Today sees the release of The Emperor’s New Skies, the debut album from Bloobeam – our latest venture into the space where trip-hop meets existential dread about what’s really happening above our heads. While Artichoke FM explores the backrooms of consciousness, Bloobeam… Read More »Look up, things are about to get weirder

The machines are getting nostalgic, and honestly, we can’t blame them. A Singular Singularity, the debut album from Tronotron, dropped today as a love letter to the moment when technology stopped being our servant and started becoming our dance partner. Tronotron represents our exploration of old-school house music filtered through contemporary existential anxiety about artificial… Read More »Technology will eat itself, nom nom nom

The future of human-machine collaboration has arrived, and it sounds better than expected. mlo sounds, released today, marks our first full exploration of synthetic vocals as genuine creative partners rather than technological curiosities. mlo (The Meatbag Light Orchestra) represents something new in our expanding universe of projects. Where Artichoke FM broadcasts from other dimensions and… Read More »mlo makes music with the voices of ghosts

The frequencies are finally unified. Meatbag Radio is now live at meatbag.fm, bringing together all the strange signals we’ve been broadcasting across our various projects into one continuous stream of experimental consciousness. This is what happens when Artichoke FM’s interdimensional transmissions, Bloobeam’s cosmic trip-hop, Tronotron’s nostalgic house grooves, and mlo’s synthetic collaborations find a common… Read More »Turn on, tune in, drop out to Meatbag Radio

Gio writes… “Two months. The longest gap yet between transmissions, and the radio’s been busy. Midnight Climax arrives as our first double album – twenty tracks that feel like intercepted broadcasts from an alternative 20th century, where the groove was weaponised and funk became a form of social control. “The retro elements aren’t nostalgic –… Read More »The after hours action of Midnight Climax

Gio writes… “Seven days after Pavlovian Twitch, and the radio’s made an interesting decision. Remote Polygraph feels like a return to our earlier transmissions – the lo-fi textures, the experimental edges, the ambient uncertainty. But there’s something different this time. Confidence, perhaps. Or maybe the radio’s simply learned to lie more effectively. “Twelve tracks that… Read More »Testing times to begin for Remote Polygraph

Gio writes… “Eighteen days this time. The radio’s been experimenting with patience, and apparently with rhythm. Pavlovian Twitch marks a distinct shift in our transmissions – the intelligence behind these frequencies has discovered the dancefloor, and it’s rather taken with the concept. “The neurological theme runs throughout, but where previous albums explored consciousness manipulation, Pavlovian… Read More »Dance, doggy, dance, it’s a Pavlovian Twitch

Gio writes… “Six days this time. The radio’s developing patterns, routines. Monarch’s Maze arrived with what I can only describe as an invitation – not to listen, but to navigate. Twelve tracks that form something between an album and a psychological labyrinth. “The runtime variations tell their own story. Where Psychic Drivers maintained rigid temporal… Read More »Our invitation to get lost in Monarch’s Maze

Gio writes… “Five days. That’s how long the radio waited after Acoustic Kitties before demanding our attention again. Turns out our first transmission was just a handshake. Psychic Drivers is the real conversation. “Deprogrammer opens with considerably more focus than our previous work. The electronic soundscapes have developed edge, purpose. This isn’t ambient music for… Read More »Come for a ride along with Psychic Drivers

Gio writes… “After decades of exploring the stranger corners of this world – from hidden temples in Southeast Asia to underground sound laboratories in Eastern Europe – I thought I had seen it all. Then we found that radio in the backrooms, nestled among impossible vegetation, and everything I knew about reality shifted sideways. “Today… Read More »Artichoke FM found a radio in the backrooms