nice guitar, i like the scratchiness of your voice.

"SomeOne"

Full "TWISTER" EP drops TOMORROW. <3

tossing and turning;
dreaming of soft colors,
muted by their ambitions.

let
that
twister
devastate

Thank you so much for tuning in.

ALL SONGS WRITTEN, RECORDED, MIXED, MASTERED, AND ENGINEERED BY EVO AUXILIUM

ARTWORK BY EVO AUXILIUM

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TWISTER

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concrete coffin

Fuck The Noise

Instrumental: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBR3xgNkldE
Music Video: https://youtu.be/Qzf8_BumKhg

Lyrics:
I'm feeling nauseous
Just stuffed my face again
The walls are spinning
Paper plates are on my desk

It's the third night this week
And it's only Tuesday
Can't get up, glued to my laptop
And I see them stacking

You can tear a hole in me, I won't flinch
You can rip the skin off my chest, it won't pinch
You think you can fill your soul with sin (glutton)
Give it up, had enough, can't substitute substance

The tower's growing taller
And they're starting to stick
Speed dial and deliver
Right into my bed

Tip them to climb through my window
But they stopped answering my calls
Can't separate my paper plates
They're starting to smell, but it's getting late

A chemical reaction
I think they're growing legs
Why are they oozing fluid?
Did I just hear my name?

You can tear a hole in me, I won't flinch
You can rip the skin off my chest, it won't pinch
You think you can fill your soul with sin (glutton)
Give it up, had enough, can't substitute substance
You've worn that shirt five days in a row
We're tired of how your spirit won't grow
You've gotten every opportunity, and yet you just throw
It all away, so we're gon' throw you away
And we're paper plates

Paper Plates

Paper Plates (prod. by IOF)

Sunshower

Panzermast

I Appreciate all the love the shit keeps me going 🥀
300 followers and I’m dropping again 🔥
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WORTH IT

Not the song you want to hear on your birthday! First half is a chaotic psychobilly punk mess, second half is more like a lush ELO arrangement. All will be resolved in time, or at least forgotten about.

And yes, that's my hand in the picture!

Purchase track at https://disconnectica.bandcamp.com/track/kindest-regards

This 3rd version is 11 seconds shorter, with new vocal effects and better mix overall.

Lyrics:

I got you nothing for your birthday
I got you nothing for your birthday
I got you nothing for your birthday
I hope you don't enjoy your special day

No no no I didn't forget
No I wasn't stuck for something to get
No I was not feeling unwell
But if you are you can go to hell

I won't be getting you a birthday card
I won't be sending you my kindest regards
I hope you don't get any birthday cake
But if you do I hope you get a stom...ache

I got you nothing for your birthday
I got you nothing for your birthday
I got you nothing for your birthday
I hope you don't enjoy your special day

Happy birthday Mr Disconnectica

I heard a rumour on a vine of grapes
I heard a rumour made of nebulous shapes
I heard a rumour about you
I heard a rumour, I presume that it's true

Brrr brrr, brrr, brrr
Brrr brrr, brrr brrr
Please leave a message after the tone
I just called to let you know...

I got you nothing for your birthday
I hope you don't enjoy your special day

It's a bad year to have a birthday
It's a bad year to have a birthday

Oh well, another year
Where does time go, I've got no idea
Oh well, another year
Where does time go, I've got no idea
Oh well, another year
Where does time go, I've got no idea

All dust swept under the rug
All dust swept under the rug
All dust swept under the rug

Kindest Regards [version 3 - OLD]

Buried It Alive

A plumber's dream

Couldn't pay the rent today
But Im critically acclaimed
Im hopping all around on that profound sound
While the money's million miles away
Couldn't get her in the mood
Tho Im Fantano approved
While Im going belly up, gotta bitch on her back
Cutting slack, hope I don't get sued
Everybody wanna be Molly Shannon 
Superstar, shoving crotch shots down your throat
My eyes look like Michael Shannon
Crazy heart, textbook insane taking notes
Mother fuckers maybe tryna tame me
Though you know it isn't the same me
Im here just tryna entertain me
While everybody's tryna to defame me

Every town I live in becomes a Mecca
Jumping in the air like my name was Ecco
Feeling MT without the V
Eating plenty when I am seen

Ego, ego getting bigger

Suck a melon head or something

Paper Plates (prod. by IOF)

Alleyway Dust

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