Orwell & I

RATS EAT RATS "For When We All Turn Feral"

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SAVE YOURSELF

Saline is Dead Hazards' debut LP featuring 13 songs that play with themes like disillusionment and detachment and hold sounds ranging from raw sludge to rock-operatic passages. Saline brings a mixture of fuzz, colliding melodies, and low strings wrapped in melancholy, with a nod to 80s-90s heavy metal and alternative. 

Excess

This dark, moody alternative rock track combines heavy guitars, eerie piano, and haunting vocals to create a deep, atmospheric sound.

Apple Music

10.31

"You're Still My Baby" is a heartfelt, upbeat indie-pop ditty that celebrates a daughter’s journey from childhood to independence through the eyes of a proud (and slightly sentimental) parent. With playful lyrics, catchy rhythms, and a chorus that hits right in the feels, the song captures the bittersweet joy of watching your little one grow up—while never quite letting go of who they were to you. Perfect for parents, dance floors, and anyone who's ever whispered, "you’ll always be my baby."

You're Still My Baby

pop punk/rock
co produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by
@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Before Sunrise

It’s a remix of my song “I Just Want Your Love“ 
feat: Frank Zozky 

I Just Want Your Love (Remix.Frank Zozky)

a track bout how im bout to pop off anyday now, one of the only single tracks for act 3 of rents due! most will be collabs but i slid on this so had to keep it just me (dont forget to check out the youtube and twitch over at UNFILTEREDGAMERS! )

5. bout to pop

“Another Play in the Old Playbook” is a raw outlaw protest ballad from Pick’s Hideaway Players. Gritty Appalachian Americana roots meet heavy jamband energy in this hard-hitting anthem about systemic lies, political cover-ups, and the high cost of truth. With a rifle echoing from the mountainside and a chorus that hits like a hammer — “Another play in the old playbook” — the song calls out the recycled scripts of power. Defiant, anthemic, and unflinching, this track insists: you can kill the man, but you can’t kill the flame.

While our catalog is primarily AI Assisted, Pick’s Hideaway Players is actively creating songs designed for collaboration with real musicians and live talent.
Each composition begins through AI-assisted composition and arrangement, but our goal is to bring these songs to life through authentic performance and local artistry.

Due to the scope and complexity of our catalog, not every track will have a live or studio-musician version.
However, wherever possible, we will continue to produce and release live musician interpretations of our core works — honoring both the technology that inspires them and the human spirit that completes them.

“AI builds the blueprint. Musicians bring the soul.”

Another Play in the old Playbook

When the twin moons of Epsilon Ridge burn red, the law rides in black.

Marshal Kane Vale of the Black Comet, a sort of intergalactic marshals, was once a name whispered with respect across the outer systems. An enforcer of justice where no law survived. But when a forged bounty leads him to destroy an innocent town, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Now, wounded and haunted by the ghost of his deputy, Kane waits in the ashes of Latchkey for his own kind to bring judgment. In the void, there’s no mercy—only the creed he once swore to uphold:

“When the stars forget, we remember.”

A space-western tragedy of guilt, fire, and redemption.
Ashfall on Epsilon Ridge is the final ride of a lawman who learns that even justice casts a shadow.


Lyrics

Morning came pale on Epsilon sand,
Ship in the sky, rifle in hand.
Two riders stepped through the drifting soot,
Said my name like it still meant good.

Told me I broke what couldn’t mend,
That justice don’t forgive old friends.
So I dropped my badge and said my prayer,
“Tell the stars I’ll meet them there.”

Ashfall, ashfall, let the dust decide,
No saints left out on the borderline.
If heaven calls, I’ll take the stand,
One last echo of the starbrand.

Wind cuts deep through the graves we made,
Every oath is a blade we trade.
I drew first, they drew fast,
The sky lit red, and the moment passed.

Ashfall, ashfall, end of the flame,
They’ll write my sin but forget my name.
The stars won’t care, they never planned—
To save the dust or the starbrand.

Ashfall

Formed in Greenwich, London, in 2023, Dead Hazards is an alternative rock band bringing thick, smoky, sometimes feverish guitar-driven tracks. Marrying the natural and the artificial, Dead Hazards has spun up sounds with elements from heavy metal, rock, and folk. 

Saline is Dead Hazards' upcoming debut LP releasing on April 20th and featuring 13 songs that hold sounds ranging from raw sludge to rock-operatic passages.