Still need to edit the guitars so they're not all over the place, but this was more a test of whether a second hand guitar from crap converters, a cheap off-brand guitar, a decade+ year old bass that's taken more of a battering than any other equipment I own, and a drum sampler I bought for £15 could be used to sound any good.

Dead Man's Weapon

Lots of downpicking, lots of demo, nots of vocals.

Plague Tempest

Overlord (WIP)

Watch as I rip off some of my fave bands.

Guerilla Attack (work in progress)

Need to add more layers, but it's got bongos in it.

Tuning is E standard for bass, on bass and guitars (guitars an octave below normal E standard)

Space Fight (work in progress)

Bursts Of Violence

Much better mix, much better tone from guitars.

Gacked

Full track from upcoming punk project "The Dizzy Chickens Attack The City"

All written, performed, recorded and produced by me. No apologies for sound quality.

Flies (Dizzy Chickens)

Demo version of "Pray to the West", from The Dizzy Chickens.

Yes, it's political.

Pray To The West

Aggy punk truck, "Poverty", off upcoming release "Attack the City" from the Dizzy Chickens.

Poverty

Another track, trying something different in the middle. Need to add synths and shit to this.

Wake up to another day dream and I bleed for the scene that doesnt love me
Just praying I can break the veneer, souvenirs of the fear that takes me 
Cos talking reals for the cowards, big men hide fear with power
Hiding behind their friends, just a means to an end but their life still has no meaning
Cos dying is easy
Bleeding out on the floor has a different feeling
Each cut bleeds for another regret, and failures two cuts til you are peeling
flesh from bone, all alone, there's no one there except for sins which you can't atone
Your demons got the better of you, jump out the window for a different view

Tear in my eyes as I comedown, lines in the mind as breakdown, begging to lay down
Sins in my heart as I'm crying, brain cells dying, Lord knows that I'm trying
Breaking through the beatdowns, told to sit down, shut my mouth, I'm not welcome around in this town
Paying for my crimes as I rack up my time, a lifeline, to another dead punch in my heart line
Cos everyone wants to be well, doctors can sell, dopamine hits to save you from hell
Like being trapped in a loop in a room full of liars who don't give a shit if you're well
Well off is all that they need, they're happy to bleed you just to make a profit and steal
That last sorry bit of your self respect

No Reality

Demos and rarities from a member of:
Total Consumption (vocals / production)
Atomic Fog (guitar / bass / programming)
Detoxen (bass)
Call of Fenrir (Bass / additional vocals)
The News at Grind (Guitar / Bass / programming / Vocals)

And various other side projects yet to be announced!

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