because I'm lagging, hearing it detuned and slowed is actually crazyyyyyyy

take a step back boy im ao afraiddd you want crazy i'll give you insaneeeee 😩😩😩😩😜

This entire project shifted my brain chemistry

additional guitar & bass from douglas dulgarian on tracks 2-6 & 9
additional synth from kmoe on track 6
mixed by kayla reagan on tracks 1-9 & me on the last track
mastered by hector vega
cover art by brendon burton

Census Designated

writing & production: Jane Remover
additional guitars & bass: Douglas Dulgarian
mixing: Kayla Reagan
mastering: Hector Vega
cover art: Brendon Burton

Lips

Buy/Save

writing & production: Jane Remover
additional guitar & bass: Douglas Dulgarian
mixing: Kayla Reagan
mastering: Hector Vega
cover art: Brendon Burton

Fling

Holding a Leech

Backseat Girl

writing & production: Jane Remover
mixing: Kayla Reagan
mastering: Hector Vega
cover art: Brendon Burton

Cage Girl / Camgirl

It Comes and Goes

venturing - Aberdeen Dream Sequence (Live Version)

John Doe Song (OG)

Mix me unmastered

~lyrics~
I think im gettin down with something
And i feel it everytime hes around
That night u wouldve thought it was nothing
But i cant keep my feet on the ground
I build a world from every vision
Its taking every inch of my body
And my friends they tell me that i shouldnt
But these feelings
U couldnt force em out me
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
I think im gettin down with something
Cuz when im playing i just want u around
Its been so long since u said u love it
Im the missing piece that u wanna write about
Last night i had another vision
Hes taking every inch of my body
And u only see it if u know him
But these feelings could use more than ur magic
Woah oh
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
Its gold in ur mouth what u say about me
And theres gold in my mouth
We make magic
U dont know what u got til its taken from u
If u want what i got u can have it
And its gold that he cant hit the stage without me
When theres gold in his mouth making magic
I like the way he use his hands and his words
I could be his new favorite thinkpiece favorite girl
Anything to tell me that im ur number 1
CUZ ILL BE UR GROUPIE BABY
B A B Y B O Y
I wanna be the girl that u touch all night
Take pictures of the mess and u post it online
I wanna be the girl that u post online
I like the way he use his hands and his words
I could be his new favorite thinkpiece favorite gril
Anything to tell me that im ur number 1
CUZ ILL BE UR GROUPIE BABY
B A B Y B O Y
I wanna be the girl that u touch all night
If i gave u the world would u make me ur life
When the world says i cant handle u
And they lie
CUZ ILL BE UR GROUPIE BABY

Magic I Want U

Ghosts follow us around
Dressing up as each other
Turn me, bloodsucker
But I’m not so sure now

Float back to their graves
We drink, then we drive
Promise I’ll pay you back
We fall asleep in front

Halloween

Mystery words I hear in my sleep
Nobody knows, I wouldn’t tell if you told me
I don’t know my name, you say that’s concerning
Nobody knows, I wouldn’t tell if you told me

If I’m a psychopath, then who are you for knowing that?
It’s long, the cold’ll get you
I’ll lease the clothes I have
I’m falling backwards in and out of my dream
I won’t tell a soul, but they always say your name to me
Even when you can, don’t be mad at me

Manmade lights in the sky, and I’m in the pictures
Smoke in the air, cigarette sisters
Said something ‘bout a girl but you don’t say you miss her
She’s missing half the band but we still go to see her

And I lied, and said I liked it like that
Only ‘cause I got in for free
So, you tell me you’re not stupid
Then why the hell did you stay with me?
You were right, I’m the type to rewrite history
I won't tell a soul, but they always say your name to me
Even when you can, don’t be mad at me

Blink and you'll miss it
Dream-like precision

Do you like the way I edge, or is it just a way of wasting time?
Fuel the fire, I wanna spend my money on something I like
I think I lost my mind
Nobody knows, I wouldn’t tell if you told me

We don't exist

I saw God in your arms, I took him to sleep
And it's not much faith that I have, so I play it for keeps
Jesus don't like bitches
I was floating down stream, baby believe in me
Baby believe in me

Did you see God when you say you felt lucky lately?
And it's not much faith that you have 'cause it's suffocating
Fuck about praying, I just wanna see you naked
Watch you undress me
I believe everything, do you believe in me?

Don't think twice 'bout the sides you don't get to see
And it's not much faith that I have
But you're dancing with me
When I play that song, know you'll go to sing along
Have your mind on repeat
Baby believe in me
Baby believe in me

I saw God in your arms, I took him to sleep
And it's not much faith that I have, so I play it for keeps
Jesus don't like bitches
I was floating down stream, baby believe in me
Baby believe in me

Good things come easy, blessings come hard
I don't get lucky twice but I've come so far
Does Jesus miss me? I've been moving so smart
Baby believe in me

Don't think twice 'bout the sides you don't get to see
And it's not much faith that I have
But you're dancing with me
When I play that song, know you'll go to sing along
Have your mind on repeat
Baby believe in me
Baby believe in me

Believe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XRnfXyEsHRI

Thousand yard stare

Stream

Experimental Skin

🎶 Musician Talks Politics and Doesn’t Stay in His Lane

There’s an old cliché in the music industry: “Stick to your lane. Don’t mix art with politics. Just entertain.”
But what happens when the lane itself is blocked — by corruption, censorship, and the theft of ideas too big to ignore?

The Storm Will Remember Us is not just an album. It is a testimony, a document of resistance. Each track is both a song and a witness statement — from the attempt to bury new physics equations, to the absurdity of sitting on unmeasurable intellectual wealth while being denied a basic loan, to the lived experience of whistleblowing in a system that punishes truth-tellers.

I’ve been told more than once that musicians should “stay out of politics.” That art should be harmless, apolitical, decorative. But the truth is simple: music has always been political. From Billie Holiday singing “Strange Fruit” to Bob Dylan plugging in his guitar, to Gil Scott-Heron reminding us that the revolution will not be televised — songs have always been frontline weapons in the battle over reality.

This album joins that tradition. It weaves protest, blues, dada collage, folk testimony, and storm-driven myth into a single narrative: one person’s fight against censorship, corporate theft, and the absurdity of an economic system incapable of recognizing emergent wealth.

You’ll hear anthems, ballads, lullabies, and storm songs. You’ll hear anger and exhaustion, satire and sincerity, fury and fragility. It is not meant to be polite. It is not meant to stay in one lane.

Because when institutions silence science, when corporations erase whistleblowers, when banks measure worth in decimals while ignoring the fire of discovery, there is no lane left. There is only the open road — and the storm that remembers.

So here it is. My songs, my testimony, my politics, my math, my truth.
Play it loud. Share it freely. And if someone tells you to stay in your lane — ask them whose lane it is, and who’s afraid of what happens when the music changes direction.

— Matthew Chenoweth Wright
The Storm Will Remember Us

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