Electrified Brain

Blood Vessel / Boat Jail

Cover of one of DK's best songs, and their most melodic.  It could have been a pop smash had it been recorded in this style maybe?  This is a 24bit Master, using mostly 'Variety Of Sound' plug ins: Baxter EQ, Ferric TDS(tape dynamics simulator), Density MK3(compressor), & (the brand new)Slick HDR (high dynamic range).  Limiter used was LoudMax.
These are all FREE vst plugs.  I mostly use these as my mastering chain, but they're great for tracks, groups, etc.  VOS are the best (and usually even better than commercial) plugs, currently only for PC.

Moon Over Marin (Dead Kennedys)  (demo)

PSYCHO KILLER (feat. Victoria De Angelis)

[LYRICS]

got the worst of it today
got the call from the back of my head with 
another hip-shot 
shameful display
why can't it all be camp?
they like to sully the names of our heroes
if i supply the nails
when you gonna come 
pound them into my palms?

if you hear the voice of rage
COMMIT

they want you muzzled and isolated 
will you bow down and comply
or come seek us out?
evil consumes us as good men do nothing
give me venom
i'll be your weapon

what a wretched man that i am
who will free me from this body of death?
i won't be your judas failing and nailing him back up
what a wretched world
full of wretched people
how they love the lie: 
we are all created equal

obfuscate my core beliefs
time justifies my rage
everyone: 
a mechanical emerald cut in the shape of God's love
you want to save the world?
maybe that makes you evil
i want to help the basilisk purge the cancer disguised as people

my country is in need of righteous reckoning

they want you muzzled and isolated 
will you bow down and comply
or come seek us out?
evil consumes us as good men do nothing
give me venom
i'll be your weapon

what a wretched man that i am
who will free me from this body of death?
i won't be your judas failing and nailing him back up
what a wretched world
full of wretched people
how they love the lie:
we are all created equal

vox irae

give us an audience 
let me light them up

we are beckoning 
get behind us

Vox Irae

[LYRICS]

you're serving gallow words like nursery rhymes
you know what i did 
to get these déraciné eyes
another day
help me mutilate my life
and i'm yours
a body carved for catharsis

so when you think of how your life went
do you feel steeped in your family's disappointment?

you can't carry the load 
of these:
crushing expectations
forever withering 
under these:
crushing expectations

we'll never wake
so save the funeral pyre
when i go
have me descend on ruby wings of seraphic fire
another day
i've died nearly a thousand times
never a grave
with every burial
i rise

so when i speak
i pray they listen
the constant shame is an ocean i drown in

you can't carry the load 
of these:
crushing expectations
forever withering 
under these:
crushing expectations

we nested gallows upon the moonlit acropolis

S H E ' S  B U I L T  F O R  A G O N Y

dawn the noose
relieve the burden
just pull tight
open the gates
release the pain
descend
goodbye

she screams a curse upon rome 
for these:
crushing expectations
forever burning
upon these:
crushing expectations

Crushing Expectations

Feast on this ghoulish tale from the album Planet... Y!

Listen to the album here:
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7AQbckmVDSrRN65bJrDAnA?si=z7x5MzUiSMePWnD0v9G-9w
Bandcamp: slavebeaverrevolt.bandcamp.com/album/planet-y
Lyric Video: youtube.com/watch?v=zj1nA0xKudY

John - Art, Vocals, Lyrics, Music, Mixing

Lyrics:
I'm walking through forest fires of burning homes full of asshole fuckin' Vampyres
Staring out from their mires grinning at me with eyes like goddamn bonfires
Walking to the center of town wondering to myself what the hell is gonna transpire 
Following the sound of a choir I stumble upon a pack of bats bitch fuckin’ going haywire

They turn look at me right in the eye
Start feelin' like something's gone awry
Doing dirty deeds to which can't comply 
One shot to the face followed by outcry

One, two, three, four, five, six, dead
Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, dead 
Gonna count the rest in my head
While another pack await me way up 'head

A faceless stumbles upon my beaten path with no discernible clue
Someone with nothing left just a black husk quite like me and you
Stuck repeating the same mistakes with no kind of breakthrough
I put it out of its misery ‘cause I've got a place I've gotta get to

The black barn stands tall in the sky
They're floating around there like dirty flies
One light as it blinds my eyes
As their home burns I hear their cries

Burn, burn, baby, burn, burn, baby
A couple scatter out the doorway
Not realizing it's judgement day
I cut both down with a spray

One, two, three, four, five, six, dead
Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, dead 
Gonna count the rest in my head
While another pack await me way up 'head

All alone in my quest for vengeance
I can't quite remember what I'm fighting for
But I can't stop right now 
I've got a mean streak and I'm fuckin' settling the score
I can't shake this eerie feeling that I've been on this road before
So I keep going 'til I've had my fill of dead whores

Blackest eyes you'll never see
I just keep hacking through the scene
Stuck with the same ol' routine
Been at this since last Halloween

Fuelled by neoprene and caffeine
I go where my body careens
Heavy with the smell of codeine
I feel so goddamn unclean

I promise my smile will be the last thing you see
With my bloody hands wrapped around your dirty laundry
Singing obscenities and screaming hymns a little off key
I foresee my killing spree will continue indefinitely

That's My Ghoul

Gaya Goes Analogue 

Extinguish

I70 Ice Trucker by Bobby Bonzig

You loaded in Chicago
Were routed way out west
Got grey in Colorado 
The highway was a mess

But you must climb that mountain
Up to that great divide

Will not heed the warning
Signs flashing on the road
Don’t care about no tire chains
As you skid on black ice flows

As you climb that mountain 
Up to that great divide
Snow and ice may block your path
But to Valhalla you’ll ride
You’re a runaway
Up the ramp into the sky

Blizzard
Sheets of ice and snow
Slide into a minivan
Into the cliff they’ll go

When you see the degree a chassis is smashed child
Down the hill you did kill 13 repent child

Sliding down the mountain 
Your victims on your mind
Jackknifed on the interstate
Innocence left behind.

I-70 Ice Trucker

Bobby Bonzig

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