We’re not a label. We’re a lockdown facility for sound that’s too loud, too real, and too fucked to die. Born from rust and therapy sessions, Rotfuck Records exists to document the dirt, amplify the scream, and rot the wax. Underground forever. Zero polish. Commercial success? Dubious. Funding? Still there. All punishment.
I’m not fucking doing merch until some other sicko joins up with me and gets paid to deal with this shit. I can make fuckin choice merch, but I handled all the mail order for my old skateboard business that TANKED and it SUCKED. Skating fun…UPS not fun. Fuck that. Merch coming soon…maybe. Probably. Likely.
Screen printed on black. Only available in prison-issue sizes.
Iron it on before the institution irons you out.
First press. Bleeds in stereo.
Want to submit a demo? Book an interrogation? Collaborate with the institution? Email: rotfuckrecords@protonmail.com