Nick Di Marzo - vocals,guitar,synth,drum beat
Eugenio Lo Bello - Bass

The entire EP "Cyber Riot" where "All I Know About" is extracted from is available on bandcamp.
https://noeisnotunique.bandcamp.com
Produced using Free and Open Source software

All I know about

Written and performed by Gag Salon.
Recorded and produced by Chris McCrory at Green Door Studio, Glasgow.
Mastered by Sam Smith.

Joseph Mumford - vocals / guitar
Tom Dimmock - backing vocals / synth / piano
Seb Bowden - bass
Ayden Spiller - drums / percussion

Don't Eat Stuff Off The Pavement

A lucid dream-like adventure where a godlike figure attempts to grant all of a person’s wishes by carving them all kinds of exciting things out of the clouds. But a sad dog keeps appearing so the deity swallows the sky not understanding that the person wanted to confront the whole spectrum of their emotions, including the sad dog chasing them around.

Black Dog

Out on 5th April via Blitzcat

Mixed by BOOMVISION & Jay Malhotra
Mastered by Katie Tavini
Vocals/Guitar - Mars West
Bass/BV - Jess Collins
Drums - Oli Birbeck

Alligator

Young Excitement

"Disappear" by Palma Louca

Palma Louca: www.facebook.com/PalmaLoucaMusic

Lyrics:
Thrones, were always made for the chosen,
The kid was born to be golden, now, his heart's made of stone. 
Homes, were never made to be broken,
It's not the life he was hoping for, he's never felt so alone.

And he's building a wall now, of insecurities, he's not the sweet kid that he used to be, he doesn't care anymore.
And he's taking it all now, it helps him with his poetry, spending his days in a woken sleep, he paints his words on the floor.

When it feels likes, there's no meaning, he takes a second to remind himself that he's still got you. 
It's a steel spike, then it feels like, it's all going to disappear. 

There's nothing left that he owns, 
His pockets are empty, he used to think he'd be wealthy now, but he couldn't have known. 
That'd he'd taken it all, now,
He needs it more than food to eat, he needs it every night so he can sleep, he makes his bed on the floor. 

When it feels likes, there's no meaning, he takes a second to remind himself that he's still got you. 
It's a steel spike, then it feels like, it's all going to disappear. 

If it don't make a dollar then it don't make sense,
Live by the mantra 'til you've got no friends,
Live by the mantra 'til you're almost dead,
Live by the mantra 'til it all turns red.

And it seems like he's trying not to lose his mind, now, it feels like he's dying, he just needs a sign in here.

If it don't take you higher then it don't make sense,
Live by the mantra 'til you've got no friends,
Live by the mantra 'til you're almost dead,
Live by the mantra 'til it all turns red.

Now he's feeling so tired that he lying down and he needs peace and quiet so don't make a sound in here.

Disappear

Palma Louca - Disappear

"Rex Mundi" by Cat Ryan

Cat Ryan: www.facebook.com/catryan17

Lyrics: 
A greyhound racer is a thing to be
You risk your money with a bet on me
A hare in my face how can I see
I’m running so fast I feel like I’m the…

King of the world, I’m Rex Mundi
I’m made to wear a muzzle but I can still speak
Talk talk but you still don’t see 
I’m running away ‘cause you’re cruel to me

I race down the lane at break neck speed
I stop for a breather and a peach iced tea
But why should I keep running when the problem ain’t me?
I’m standing my ground and I still feel like the…

King of the world I’m Rex Mundi
I’m here to make a difference hun I can still speak 
Talk talk ‘til you hear my plea
I’m making them see you were cruel to me

You take all the winnings back to your seat
You’re sitting up there looking down on me
This isn’t the end I’m Rex Mundi
The king of the world more than you’ll ever be

Rex Mundi

Cat Ryan - Rex Mundi

Written, performed and produced by Wild Spelks

Hail Mary

Granddaddy

'Knifeblades' out now

Follow:
linktr.ee/vincentqmartins

Credits:
Written By: Vincent Queric
Music By: Vincent Queric, Thomas Parlant, Kostia Yordanoff, 
Produced By: Perceval Carré and Vincent Queric
Vincent Queric: Vocals, Guitar, Keys
Thomas Parlant: Guitar
Kostia Yordanoff: Bass
Arnaud Gavini: Drums
Fabian Ishibashi: Violin

Lyrics:
You're pretty hard on yourself
Let's take a drive somewhere
We'll find the songs that you like
And things you've never dared
I feel the sands of Sahara
Slowly caressing my mind
Never thought of you here and I'm
Burning from the inside

It starts to lead me somewhere
Somewhere I've never thought
Our night will never end
And you and I will fly
I feel the sands of Sahara
Slowly caressing my mind
Never thought of you here and I'm
Burning from the inside

It's easy when you sing along
You're scared of me now
Thought you knew this song
I'm starting to get all the things you said
I fall on your lips, as I die from your kiss
Then I shift, I feel it like knifeblades
I feel it like knifeblades
I feel it like knifeblades

You never believed me
Now you know it's real
I found out love was more
Than I thought it was
I'm flying up the wall
Staring at my fall
So don't you worry baby
I'm trying hard, can you see
I feel the sands of Sahara
Slowly caressing my mind
Never thought of you here and I'm
Burning from the inside

It's easy when you sing along
You're scared of me now
Thought you knew this song
I'm starting to get all the things you said
I fall on your lips, as I die from your kiss
Then I shift, I feel it like knifeblades
I feel it like knifeblades
I feel it like knifeblades


Spotify

Knifeblades

Peter Gabriels Dream

punk yacht quintet...
"We're never going to give up on you."

Granddaddy

Fragile Creatures