Name: Celestial Whispers by DAMNED ROBOTS in Indie Rock Run
Duration: 4 min 9 s
Description: Won't it be great when we all have our own spaceships, and can take a trip into space?

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Indie Rock Run

Afterglow

cielo <3

Asian eyes

meat pie

VIA MY WEBSITE (https://www.lukasneedham.com/tramp-writing-it-all-down-just-to-throw-it-all-up) 

My band Northwest was just winding down production of our self-titled project, set for release that September. At the same time, my capstone course at Ball State prompted me to begin producing new, original tracks. The project’s focus shifted slightly in terms of the sound, but from the beginning I wanted to focus on completely digital drum programming and relying on only myself for the completion of the prompt (this prompt being a set of recordings, either lasting 30 minutes or consisting of at least four tracks.) 

Over the semester, I proceeded to produce new  tracks that bled over into the first couple months of 2025. Some of these tracks have not been released as of yet, but a selection made it onto this project.

A good portion of the self-directed visual media of the project highlights clothing and materials and the way they intertwine with the sound and general ethos of ‘tramp’ .

thanks for listening
everything by lukas needham
ig: @tramplazlo

drinking game

"Lonely Age"

Drifting through life, full of vacant replies
Wandering lost, like a motherless child
Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Wanna look away, go back to sleep
Accept defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Once I could say, I was willing to try
Seeking the source, for a meaningful life
Now I pretend, just to claim I belong
Safely in step, with the vacuous throngs

Heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop and joined the troops,
A simple sleuth
Reporting from the lonely age now

Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Try to look away and, go back to sleep
Admit defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Caught in a lie, that I’d gladly concede
Choosing a side, isn’t easy for me

Cause heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Threw the coup, negotiated truth’s abatement

(Patrick Bateman)

And heaven knows we’d never make it
So pathetic that we ever tried to fake it
Graduates of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop, and joined the troops
Still put to use, consulting for the lonely age now

Written by Christian Carpenter and Derek Barber
Recorded by Robert Shelton at Tiny Telephone in Oakland, CA
Mixed by Jake Aron
Mastered by Bijan Sharifi 

Christian Carpenter: Vocals, Electric Bass, OBX, Dx7, Drum Machine Programming, Eventide H910 live effects processing
Anthony Ferraro: ARP 2600, Hammond B3 Organ, Studiologic Sledge 
Derek Barber: Slide Electric Guitar
Mark Clifford: Vibraphones
Andrew Maguire: Bongos, Shaker
Geneva Harrison: Drums

Nihilist funk indie groover with insightful, precise lyrics, hooky choruses, and crafty word-play.

Lonely Age

He walks in light
A shining flame
A spark ignites just at his name
No need for stars when he's around
His laugh alone's the sweetest sound

His eyes are oceans
Deep and wide
I lose myself
No place to hide
Each glance he throws
My heart's on fire
He is my dream
My one desire

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall

No need for diamonds
Gold
Or fame
His love is worth more than a name
The world may spin
But he's my ground
With him
My joy knows no bound

His touch is soft
His heart is kind
A treasure rare
So hard to find
In his embrace
I find my peace
A love like his will never cease

He is the guy I want
My call
He is my love
He is my all
Through every storm
Through every fall
He lifts me up
He stands so tall


I Lose Myself

Dreaming About You

Elvis in a Submarine

Hurts To Stay

Mean Time

Won't it be great when we all have our own spaceships, and can take a trip into space?

Planet Life

Celestial Whispers

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Chamber Pop, Baroque Pop, Indie, Alternative

vanity box (sometimes life just shapes like a knife)

LASER BEAMS

“Poison” is neither tragedy nor romance—it’s life unfolding between hello and goodbye. A light, charming track with soft guitars and smooth vocals, it reminds us that even the sweetest love carries its dose of danger. And we always end up taking another sip.

Celestial Whispers

DAMNED ROBOTS

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