Just testing out the Circuit Rhythm's sample slicing and grid effects features with a quick beat I threw together using a bunch of drum and one shot melodic samples I had on my hard drive

LFtV Beat Demo

THIS IS A SONG ABOUT HOW YOU CAN FUCKING DO IT!

LYRICS

LET TODAY BE THE DAY YOU LOVE THE WORLD IN ALL CAPS
SIEZE THE CHEESEBURGER AND HOLD IT WITH BOTH HANDS
BELIEVE THAT EVEN NECK FIRST, HANGING ON IS IN FACT
MORE THAN A STRESS TACTIC, IT'S PRACTICALLY ALL THAT WE HAVE

YOU WOULD LIKE YOU WHEN YOU'RE HAPPY, SATISFIED AND ALL THAT
SOMEONE YOUR FUTURE SELF WOULD BE PROUD TO CALL THEIR PAST
THE LAST NAIL BITER, LIGHTING THE SKY WITH THE BLAST
OF A SUNRISE ON REPEAT IN PERPETUAL BROADCAST

EVEN SANS BANNER, YOU CAN HANDLE THIS, NO CRAP
JUST BELIEVE IN THE LEAP AND THE CANYON BECOMES A PATH
SEE, THE MOVING OF MOUNTAINS DOESN'T REQUIRE MUCH MATH
JUST A THUNDER CLAP RESERVED FOR THE JERKS THAT SWORE YOU CAN'T

I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN, DAG NABBIT, I AM

I AM SUCCESS PERSONIFIED, PART GOLD WITH A HUMAN HALF
AND GOSH DARNIT THE FUTURE WAS TATTOOED ON MY GRASP
THE MOST SAVAGE OF THE SNAPDRAGONS IN THE GARBAGE PATCH
I AM ALIVE AND BREATHING AND THAT'S ALL I NEED TO BELIEVE IN MAGIC

ACT LIKE EVERY LION IN THE DISTANCE IS A FLAG
AND THEIR ROARING IS A CHEER TO CELEBRATE ME AS I PASS
DEAD LAST IS FIRST PLACE WITH A BENCH GLUED TO THE ASS
AND THE DENSITY OF A TEAR DROP TO A BEAD OF SWEAT IS A LAUGH

WHAT'S MY SUGGESTION, YOU ASK?

I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN, DAG NABBIT, I AM

CAT
POSTER
HULK
SMASH

WHEN LIFE HANDS YOU LEMONS, SEND EM BACK FOR LIMES
FOR THAT MOUNTAIN OF MISTAKES SAYS HOW GREAT WE ARE AT TRYING
THERE'S NO DYING IN BASEBALL, LACE UP FOR EVASIVE ACTION
THERE'S A BATTALION OF GOALS ON THE HORIZON IN NEED OF SMASHING

YOU ARE THE SPECIALEST EX MONSTER TO EVER TO SAVE A STONE
ONLY CAPABLE OF GREATNESS, YOU ARE SACRED, YOU ARE HOME

LET IT GO. LET IT GO. 

OH.


AND NEVER GIVE UP THE SATISFACTION OF LOOKING DOWN ON YOUR ACTIONS
THERE'S A BATTALION OF GOALS ON THE HORIZON IN NEED OF SMASHING

I AM THE ANTITHESIS OF THE DEMONS THAT HOLD ME BACK
AND FOR PETE'S SAKE QUIT LETTING THEM SPEAK ON MY BEHALF
A JOURNEY OF A THOUSAND MILES STARTS WITH ONE BAD ADAGE
AND ENDS WITH A HELL OF A LOT MORE THAN I THOUGHT I'D MANAGE

I AM GRAVITATING TOWARD THE SUN WITH BETTER WINGS THAN WAX
AND A GAMMA RADIATED HEART THAT\'92LL BEAT YOU WHERE YOU STAND
WITH A BRUTAL LOVE UNMATCHED, BUT ONLY IF YOU ASK
CLOSED MOUTHS ARE ONLY FED THE SWALLOWED TONGUE ON WHICH THEY GAG

WHAT'S MY SUGGESTION, YOU ASK?

CAT
POSTER
HULK
SMASH

#CATPOSTERHULKSMASH

//lyrics//

[Adam Selene]

it’s the return of unlicensed sad titan
prize fight shadow box cutter by night
then daylight, chained to the brainwave’s dips
and the bumps? same thing when the mind state flips

if you don’t mind my fists were made for shaking
as things may seem, I’m slowly fading
the bad dream team in the halls with blankies
requiring more hugs when the going gets cranky

the reason I’m here is to shriek at cloud cover
from underground to the rooftop, one bound
dusting the floorboard scrap up from off my shoulders
a goal miner glittering the walls twice over

we go through phases like vibrato
from full of bullshit to blank and hollow
calling all star fighters slash wrong righters whom
only crawl out of bed to step to phone booths

[Happy Tooth]

everything is perfect now
take the world and burn it down
we're those rappers you heard of
got burnt tongues from the word of mouth

had a job, got terminated 
said I should impersonate them
the subtle shaping of a person's fate 
is worse than hatred 

I wish I had a message
but I just have a death wish
everything is fine now
it almost matches heaven

whether my brain hemorrhages
or they escort me off the premises.
the final line is time is time
and everything finishes. 

[Dug]

everyone be cool, we can defeat laws
won’t stop, can’t, till it’s raining meatballs
put me on the tree frog side of the seesaw
middle of the crowd making the sign of the beachball

dealt another crushing blow
focusing on puppies though
face is melting, help me tell 
myself it’s just a runny nose

yo, Janis Joplin in the walkman panic often gotta do it
probably all the progress is a lot of movement not congruent

type of guy to firefly collect instead of lantern buy
I don't reflect the light and yet they all just call me camera shy
dashing back to square one pass it by a fair sum till I can find a finish line I can really get behind

[hook]

everything is fine, right?
except when everything reminds me feeling fine is finite

[HT]

I wanna see the world through virgin eyes.
not full of ads for merchandise.
diversify and fertilize.
try to murder time, and blur lines with lies.

[AS]

I mean, I kinda tried that but thanks for contributing
the pain in my chest is the point that you’re missing
it’s annoying at best trying sort through the stress 
on an eye to eye quest, though despite your conditioning

[Dg]

thought I saw the light but I got too close for comfort
didn't learn a thing and now my wings are all sunburnt
you can find me somewhere in between these characters
I must have built up higher than I did all the barriers

[HT]

climbing up something tall
cause we love to fall
don't wanna be another stereotype, scared to carry a mic, 
buried alive, wearing a tie, barely defined, swearing I'm fine.

[AS]

but why god why is the devil still alive, though?
and time flies less than it glides on the way down
clock wise, street’s smart enough to rise seldom
the cell doors held where the pipeline lets out

[Dg]

I forget my lines but I was on some anti-something
party like it's Nineteen minutes till the big destruction
running out of metaphors for things I'd rather not discuss
if I had things to say you know I probably wouldn't talk this much

[AS]

my breath is the last of my weaponry left
I expect that the next one I draw will be swept
across feet of the last seen adept of my enemies
let me this gasp, as my last will and testament
yes, I am fearful and yes, I am stressed
yes, I've been crossed  and stakes in their breasts
were as high as you'd find my fists ever stretched
do not discount my breath, it's my last weapon left

[h]

everything is fine, right?
except when everything reminds me feeling fine is finite

//credits//

released May 26, 2017 
Written, produced, and performed by Adam Selene 
Additional lyrics and vocals by Dug & Happy Tooth 
dugandhappytooth.bandcamp.com 
happytoothanddug.bandcamp.com 
Final mix and master by Humjunkie 
humjunkie.bandcamp.com

Fine Lines

Fine Lines ft Dug & Happy Tooth

Round 0 track for the 2016 Nerdcore Vocalist Producer Challenge. Entry Helephino, a chimera of Denver's Adam Selene on vocals and DC's Navi on production.

Original challenge notes below.

Round 0, while not officially scored, is the preamble for VPC4. A sign of things to come. A window into the minds of our competitors. This is the artists' chance to flex on the competition and give a taste of what to expect to listeners. This year, a handful of teams stepped forward in Round 0 and the results are anything but average. We got funky, hard hitting, firestarting, off-kilter songs for your appetizer. Listen and see if you have an early favorite team!

Helephino

Helephino - Rounder Zero

Round 02 track for the 2016 Nerdcore Vocalist Producer Challenge. Entry Helephino, a chimera of Denver's Adam Selene on vocals and DC's Navi on production.

Original challenge notes below

Nerdcore Goes Pop! Nerdcore Goes Metal! Nerdcore Goes New Wave Shoegaze Blackened Folk Celtic Punk! It doesn't really matter what you go, but it can't be hip-hop for this round. Your team is tasked with covering an existing non-hip-hop/rap song. Any other genre is open for your choosing. And while we're on the topic of "no hip-hop," your cover doesn't even have to be in a hip-hop style either! Been wanting to rework an Iron Maiden song into a soaring pop track? Do it. Wanna cover Kenny Loggins in a crust punk style? Have fun! Think you could do a rap cover of a CHVRCHES song? Have at it.

To clarify, your submitted song can be in the style of hip-hop, or any other genre you want. The original song you choose to cover cannot be hip-hop. You will be required to submit a link to the original piece in which you cover.

Helephino - Red Right Hand

Round 03 track for the 2016 Nerdcore Vocalist Producer Challenge. Entry Helephino, a chimera of Denver's Adam Selene on vocals and DC's Navi on production.

Original challenge notes below

It's an election year, and unless you've had your head in the sand, you've probably noticed that it's been quite a sight to behold. It is now time to provide your unique perspective on the political climate of the world. Vocalists: You must write a song with a sociopolitical theme. You can approach this from any angle: ‪#‎BlackLivesMatter‬, ‪#‎AllLivesMatter‬, either side of the presidential election, ‪#‎Brexit‬, etc. All topics that fall into the sociopolitical realm that you are passionate about are free game. Feel free to provide your personal thoughts and take on the issues, but keep in mind this round's vocalist technical challenge: do *not* write in the first-person perspective. Producers: Your beat must sample the national anthem of any country. It doesn't even have to be relevant to any of the topics covered lyrically. The producer's technical challenge of this round is crafting a song that is in a time signature other than 4/4. So get weird with it in order to fully satisfy the challenge requirements. The judges thought the last two challenges have been a cakewalk for you guys, time to throw ya'll a hard ass curveball.

Helephino - Vinyasa Yoga Farm

Wat Blanket instrumental demo

Round zero track from Helephino (Navi + Selene) for the Nerdcore VPC6

All productions by Selene, all vocals by Navi

|| lyrics ||

Like a Champagne flute doin mozart
Selene, get the coast guard! I’mma drown in the cash prize!
And I spies impulse buys, campaign loot crate ginsu knives
And a go kart, gold boots and a new hard drive for the old art.
Gone vogue for the archive headshot, my good side
On a roll like a dreadlock,

We blow fast. 
Driving in a life size mach five, yo,
Now I own a theme park, only I go. 
Handing out green cards, I don’t kneed dough
Caviar too fresh, wade v roe.
Whoa, on vacation
Replace all my linen with
Silkworm casing, it feel amazing
Being on top. 
Knowing the bottom got no way to drop! 

Three years later. 

Somehow, I'm back poor
Sleepin’ in a sock drawer 
Live inside a dead mall
Sneaking through the hot sewer 
What’s more, I’m eating
Roach guts for the fiber. 
It’s somethin out of nothing.
Says my Nihilist macguyver.
I cannot decipher why i’m broken, broke and hyper
Why I open up that can of worms and lick a soaking diaper
Hope that someone tossed their aunt anne’s pretzel roll then  I
Scope that ashtray for half smokes & roast them like a sniper. 

New VPC announcement
Maybe call Selene up,
Don’t sound desperate.
Just detox with 
A clorox breath mint.
Looking like a winner, not a bad investment
In a trash bin drinking
Alley cat breastmilk
Eating raw marmot, and 
Bat intestine.
How’s this mop taste?
That’s the question. 
Ugh. Bad suggestion. 
Hi, Selene. It’s me, Navi.
I’ve been good. Living the dream, obvi. 
Whatcha up to? Oh? VPC
I don’t really need it, you know what I mean?
Oh, yeah? Rock on. That’s cool.
Why don’t you drive, i’ll spit raw fuel.
I’m still packing like a thicc drug mule 
I just look this rough cus i’m back in school.
Not because i’m I'm eating roadkill.

Helephino - Return 2 Zero

NEW MUSIC 

Lyrics

//

they say no man is an island, but I am not a man
I am a partially submerged mound of old regrets and sand
I'm a sinking feeling that’s personified
in my hands, I hold nothing but the very breath I’m saving for the end

so no spoiler’s please, except that Jonathan is sure to die
stick the needle where it’s needed, cross the pump a couple times
double up on dreams and lies, act like there’s even a difference
when the wishes ran through fingertips while focused on my shitting hand

a pity, then, or something like it, as we’ve guessed
I’ve erased every footstep, burned the bridges to this mess
I’m a lesser than with hands & feet, and an echo in my chest
and only sonar to relate that to the other floating vets

but the steps I take are dense, on the ocean floor I stride
fill a couple ears with blues beneath a mile of liquid sky
otherwise the only songs that play are voices in my mind
and if they won’t let me breathe then I guess it’s die trying time

in these
trying
times

when life gives you saltwater grow a pair of gills then

they say come in the water’s fine, but I am not convinced
see I was born against these waves and they’ve been raging ever since
I’ve been so sure the salt would somehow wash away with one more rinse
that I’d affix myself to jetty’s edge and kiss the bitter winds

but that’s not really swimming, is it? that’s sinking with style
and I’m a dripping pile of weighted blankets fit with fists and eyes
if I’m honest, Wilson, then most likely this entire time
I would fail to recognize my reflection if it was dry

but the anchor laid is mine, so who am I to whine then?
I made my bed brine-side where the brighter bits are blinding
with a definite reminder of the kind of beasts you’d find there
and the minor piece of pride’s my persistence just to find air

so fill a pair, if you got em, gills and lungs alike
and may the tides be in your favour, baby, good luck and goodnight
find that higher ground’s a saviour, maybe this time you’ll be right
or that’s a silhouette of waves to come that aim to scrub your life


when life gives you saltwater grow a pair of gills then

Saltwater

Just a bunch of random instrumentals from upcoming songs.

WOOODS (Instrumental)

Top Bunk  (Instrumental)

Flying Teeth (Instrumental)

SicSeven (Instrumental)

I swear I made this for a reason and no it likely wasn't a good one.

Damn Selene

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