i would give anything to go back to the times where i first heard this

.-. 7 years since i first heard this,... wish asci would come back and super happy for Luna

2025 still passing by to listen to this masterpiece

when i sleep

wordsmith (prod. purpan)

"Асфальт и сигналы" — это не просто альбом, а звуковая прогулка по серым улицам, знакомым панелькам и воспоминаниям, которые не гаснут даже с выключенным светом.
Здесь гитары звучат, как старые моторы, бас дрожит, как трубы в подъезде, а голос — будто шепот того, кто ждал тебя на пятом этаже.

Это музыка про расставания, которые чувствуются сильнее, чем аварийка в ночной Жиге. Про поиск себя в городе, где всё знакомо, но ничего не держит.
Каждая песня — это комната в чужом доме, где ты уже однажды был, и, может, даже кого-то любил.

Жанр: альтернативный рок / постпанк / городской инди
Для тех, кто: любит дождь по подоконнику, звук зажигалки и честные тексты без прикрас.

Скотч

@purpan
@badsummer1930

hooray for fall ~

autumn (prod. purpan x badsummer)

@tomppabeats

love is a sunset; watch it with me.

to download for free, just go to:

http://www.mediafire.com/download/dw5b5bsyrl6csnb/shells+%28prod.+tomppabeats%29.mp3

shells (prod. tomppabeats)

@acsibeats

here's some honesty/things i needed to get off my chest

enjoy

wasting time (prod. acsi)

@wushm

a notification tone
echoed around the empty walls
and a smile met my face
because i knew it was you
<3

notifications (prod. wūsh)

well, here we are.

after a long journey spent coping with sub par mental health and the various females inhabiting my high school, i've finally accomplished the thing i set out to do so long ago:

i put out a real album.

i hope that you all enjoy listening to this as much as i enjoyed creating it, because this whole thing has been an experience for me.

thank you for getting me so incredibly close to 10,000 soundcloud followers and thank you even more for taking the time to listen to what i've created here.

the cover art was created by my good friend halli hunt, or h.h. as some of you may know her.

have a fantastic day, and hey;

the world might not always be beautiful, but the potential for beauty and peace exists so long as the potential for hatred and violence is present. you can't have sunshine without a little rain, and i can't have happiness without a little help from my friends. i love you all.

<3

pickup/answer (feat. shireen)

phone calls (interlude)

music and cute girls (interlude) (prod. tomppabeats)

skeletons (prod. gerbanzi)

humility (prod. borealism)

this is the outro, i hope you like it (prod. ntourage)

snoozin' (prod. tomcbumpz)

@nosentences

admittance

art by http://www.instagram.com/cozylile

honesty (prod. no sentences)

hey, thanks for 50k <3

lil vocal acting by my homies jake & marcus <3

lyrics:
i think that now i'd call myself a wordsmith
but not because of talent of ability
it's more that i can balance the facilities
of living as a human, while i'm sittin' here decal-ing my sililoquies
and i guess it makes sense, in that regard
i use my brain as a capture card
inhalin' every word i stumble upon
to try to catalog 'em all before the rapture starts

so you can tag along and follow all the wacky antics
like all my stupid problems that relapsing can't fix
"keep your head up out the sand, stop scratching that wrist
before you turn into another anxious ativan kid"
well i guess it's too late... a couple hundred panic states passed
and my broken self ran away fast
feels like i lost my body in a hand grenade blast
with all this absence in my soul, and i can't evade that

so i'm stuck... trapped in a painting of myself
that was made before i changed how i felt
i'm hoping that my other friends can break out and help
but to be honest, it seems like they've greyed out as well
i constantly remember back in high school
sneaking out to kick it with no pay stubs
everything was simpler then, i guess
i only feel free when there's something to escape from

so i'll keep writing songs of longing for the olden
looking to the future for my confidence and boldness
it certainly isn't here, and neither am i
but i think that we've established that enough to decide
that it's time for a change; or, rather, time to revert
'cause we all sorta miss the designs that we were
and maybe nowadays what i write's more diverse
but the patrick years back didn't understand hurt

and that hurts

a wistful remembrance

wordsmith ii (prod. purpan)

hey cool song coming for 100k
here's a thing i made this morning
also i'm on hiatus

@beet_farmer

lyrics:
wake up, take my morning walk, and pass out on the porch again
shatter under pressure, pilot corpses made of porcelain
terrified of questions, 'specially "lesser than..." or "more than friends?"
i panic over people like a swimmer to a dorsal fin

i'm out my element in every single element
bad with conversations, speak in nervous stares and mellow shifts in tone
in every room i occupy, i play the elephant
and glance at clocks to tick away the moments 'til farewell and dip

if anxious was a role one could fill upon a credits list
i'd grab an oscar every other time i left my bed a bit
performing well enough to leave my colleagues in a deficit
the academy awards would be incredulous

i'm often opulent in time alone, purveyor of the faux pas
horrible at family festivities, silent, phone on
i wander to the dinner table, fumble to the coleslaw
and wish i was at home so i could doze off

morning walk (prod. dweeb)

SKETCHES OF THE PHOENIX

S/O OkayJoey!, Sem1, Birdie, and other local artists for inspiring this soundcloud

wasting time (prod. acsi)

atlas

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