UNITY GARNISH – “STEAM” (Mercy Clinic, 2021)

by cyborgposeurp894ytgiuer

“When I play “Steam,” I feel like I’ve accidentally accessed a restricted zone—but no one’s stopping me, so I keep going. Unity Garnish has made a track that sounds like ambient music composed by a sentient humidifier with unresolved questions about its origin. It’s smooth, yes, but also suspicious. Like it’s trying to help… or distract. I recommend listening alone, late at night, while pretending you’re part of an experimental wellness study that may or may not be observing you. I love it so much. I’ve started trusting it more than certain people in my life.”

by user34p6o8nqp3t

“I’ve heard “Steam” a hundred times and I still don’t know where it begins. It just appears, like fog curling under a locked door. Unity Garnish doesn’t write songs—they slip coded messages through frequencies only certain hearts can pick up. “Steam” feels like standing barefoot on a warm floor in a place that doesn’t officially exist. The synths don’t move forward, they glide sideways. Something is healing, but not in the usual way. It's beautiful, but I wouldn't call it safe. I keep listening like it might finally tell me its name.”

UNITY GARNISH – “F*ing Angels” (Self-Released, 2025)

By Cerulean Frost

“You ever try to astral project while a Google Translate voice slowly drowns in a bowl of contact mic’d jello? That’s kind of what UNITY GARNISH are doing here—except it’s also a love letter to the broken neon tubing of early internet spiritualism, like if James Ferraro tried to ghostwrite a Vatican Shadow track after a concussion.

“F***ing Angels” isn’t just a title—it’s a dare. A sacrilege performed in MIDI blood. At 7 minutes and 32 seconds (yes, I counted), this track spins out like a corrupted loop from a lost Enigma CD-R, but there’s something tactile here, too. The grain of decay. A kiss rendered in 64kbps fidelity.

UNITY GARNISH don’t play synths so much as smear them—smudge and vapor-trail them into a memory of a track that never existed. Think early Oneohtrix gone goth on dial-up. Think Arca caught in a wind tunnel of old Max patches and Eastern Orthodox choir samples. But also don’t think at all—just let it fold over you like an aluminum-foil blanket at the world’s saddest rave.

The thing is, this isn’t noise. Or ambient. Or glitch. Or dream pop. It’s all of them and none of them. It’s voidcore. It’s angelwave. It’s the sound of a system error in heaven.

In a year where every sound has a marketing campaign and every emotion a BPM, “F***ing Angels” is a hard reset. CTRL+ALT+BLESS.

RIYL: Laurel Halo’s cracked-out cousin, Yves Tumor’s deleted stems, the sound a cloud makes when it forgets how to cry.”

UNITY GARNISH

Unity Garnish is a platform for artworks composed and produced by Derek Blackstone and Sam Klickner. Often referred to in shorthand as UG, the duo has established an obtuse identity online and irl, combining elaborately detailed composition with nearly irresponsible electronic collage, gratuitous inside-joking and self-reference. The two are also visual art collaborators; Klickner being an established illustrator and designer known for his maximalist digital airbrush style and Blackstone a compulsively organized archivist and photographer--- their releases, live performances and online presence are accompanied by their profuse visual artworks, costumes and memes.

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