In New York I Indie Rock, Hide it in my Sock

We Don't Sing Too Pretty

Marching Music

Robber

Ultra Mono

Fake It Flowers

Together

Moveys

Track

Tried to Tell You

Live Forever (Deluxe Edition)

In A Cab

The Great Dismal

Bernie Sanders

Self Worth

Apathy

I saw first light

Pace of the Universe

The Way That You Do

I Won't Care How You Remember Me

Lemon Mouth

Bad girl

New Fragility

Thousand Oaks

Written & Produced by Quinton Brock 
Recorded & Engineered by dane.zone

Performed by: 
Quinton Brock (Vocals)
Griffin Smith (Guitar)
Peter Enriquez (Guitar) 
Don Hanson (Bass) 
Gengis Don (Drums) 

Quinton Brock's debut single, “To The Moon,” radiates with Brock’s raw talent, charismatic lyricism and the kinetic energy that pushed him back into the light. It’s a shape-shifting track deftly weaving surf, punk and hip hop sensibilities into a sound too frenetic to sit in one box. Between blasts of shimmering guitars and sugary melodies, Brock paints a vivid picture of his world as a Black man in a tumultuous time. It’s equal parts meditative and cathartic. A record that conveys and rises above rock’s latest trends all at once.

To The Moon

And Other Things

You're Not Mine (But I Think You Should Be)

written, performed, produced by harrison li + drake li
mixed by hotae alexander jang
mastered by harrison li

Above Or Below

Top Of The Stairs

Unsaid

“Wildflowers” 🌼
smarturl.it/HaivaRuWildflowers

Lyrics:
I'm falling apart quite beautifully
I look at the stars
Wonder which one you might be
I could have been more
But I was so afraid
And all of my words
Just couldn't hold enough weight

I wish I could reach
Past the stars and past the moon
I just want to know
How far from me to you
I wish that we wrote
Oh God, I was so proud
It's just the words in my throat
I could never get them out

I see you now
In every wind and word
You finally got your feet off the ground
Now you're free as a bird

Wildflowers in half bloom
Dull colors paint the room
How could I ever blame you

Wildflowers in half bloom
Dull colors paint the room
How could I ever blame you

Wildflowers

In New York I Indie Rock, Hide it in my Sock

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