Too many variables, not enough control. The sound of trying to tune your soul with a broken interface.

Ricky, when I catch you Ricky, I'm going to utterly decimate everything you ever perceived to be real up until this point. Let me shatter your world, and show you it is a fuck.

Calibration Error

The quiet fire that doesn’t die. Reflection and renewal glowing beneath the surface of collapse. The Fallout track I wanted, had to relist for the extra little bit. A boy needs something to bump when the bombs fall.

Glow Beneath

An empire of ego burning to ash. Grand, haunting, and cinematic- a downfall you can dance to. I needed to hit this Ska release as fast as I could, eloquently. Shi' is purdy gas, not gonna lie.

Crown of Smoke

Satire in stereo. Punk frustration meets pop polish — a sarcastic thank-you to everyone who never reads the fine print. There's nuance boy-o's. There's more to it kids.

Customer of the Year

A frustrated monologue from the healer’s perspective — when compassion meets chaos and patience finally snaps. Honestly tired of everyone's shit, Yes I will protect you with everything I have, I can't prevent you from taking on too heavy a load. *chortles*

TANK WHAT YOU PULL

Just a male in his thirties, necromancing the art of self expression. Trauma Waffles is an alias, it's just what the character sheet said when I woke up. Mostly experimental releases, large video game motifs and song themes. These are the sounds in my head when you see me tapping tune and singing along in my car. Mostly registered from 133-150 bpm, but enjoyed playing around with slowing down as well. Thank you for listening and letting me in your ear, I get that's invasive. 

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Trauma Waffles

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