Brandon Bing's new single, "AWAYSTEAD," is a gritty "shotgun blast of heartbreak" and Southern rebellion. This track, marking his "Black Dirt Music movement," drags traditional country through the mud, infusing it with a darker, louder, grunge-infused edge. The song explores post-breakup coping with raw honesty, cleverly playing on "A-wasted!" in its chorus. "AWAYSTEAD" is an unfiltered anthem for the betrayed and reborn, solidifying Bing's unapologetically real sound. It’s a powerful blend of heartfelt emotion and an abrasive, unforgettable country-rock style.

AWAYSTEAD

AWAYSTEAD  - Brandon Bing - Radio Version - Clean

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Not All Winners Win (1).mp3

“Lullaby” drifts through the shadows of Solar Messiah — a haunting track where beauty meets despair. The soft vocal delivery contrasts against dark, echoing guitars, creating a dreamlike tension between comfort and collapse.

Solar Messiah

Lullaby

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Dust Horizon

Written and produced by me in my home studio

Dirt in My Boot

Woke up swinging, lungs on fire,
every heartbeat like barbed wire.
Coffee bit back, the sunlight hissed,
I swear the air flinched when I got pissed.

Every thought’s a spark to crush,
I need friction, I need rush.
Don’t soothe me, babe — don’t play pretend.
I’m not broken —
I’m just on DEFENSE.

Don’t come in soft, don’t come in sweet —
come in with thunder,
or don’t come near me.

I’m volatile, babe —
and I need to burn.
I’m a fuse with legs
and nowhere left to turn.
You wanna help?
Then match my flame —
take my breath
and say my name.
Be strong enough to hold me
or smart enough to flee —
’cause if you touch me right…
you won’t walk out the same as me.

I’m pacing holes into the floor,
picking fights with every door.
Traffic lights feel personal,
the universe is laughable.

Ask me what’s wrong —
go on, I dare.
You’ll catch a spark
you’re not prepared.
Logic can’t fix
this kind of storm —
don’t calm the heat,
just take the form.

If you’re not strong today,
then step aside —
but if you are?
Come turn the tide.

I’m volatile, babe —
don’t tell me to be kind.
There’s lightning
curling up my spine.
You wanna help?
Then spark the fuse —
show me strength
I can’t refuse.
Hold me through the fire
or stand outside the ring —
’cause if you touch me right…
I’ll burn at everything.

You think I want comfort?
You think I want calm?
Babe… I want friction.
I want pressure.
I want someone who won’t flinch
when my temper snaps its teeth.

Don’t ask what’s wrong…
I don’t even care.

Just step inside the blast zone
if you think you can
handle me there.

VOL-A-TILE.
VOL-A-TILE.
LET HER BURN.
LET HER BURN.

I’m volatile, babe…
so move with care.


I’m volatile, babe —
don’t ask me to behave.
I don’t want calm,
I want a wave.
If you can take me raging
I might let you in —
flip the fight to fire
beneath my skin.
This isn’t about anger —
it’s how I’m wired.
Hit me with something stronger
than whatever lit this fire.

…come handle me.

Volatile

The Black Crown - Cage (Mixed by Fraser Parneta)

Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Fingertips trace the window’s chill
Fog on glass hides the hill
Streetlights blur to amber smears
Another dawn I barely hear

[Verse 2]
Same old path, same crooked sign
Footsteps echo out of time
Voices hum beneath the floor
Keys I lost behind the door

[Pre-Chorus]
Walls don’t move—they just pretend
That every death  has no friend

[Chorus]
I’M LOST IN MY HEAD, CAN’T FIND MY WAY!
A STORM INSIDE KEEPS THE WORLD AT BAY!
I SCREAM FOR SILENCE, BUT IT WON’T STAY
I’M LOST IN MY HEAD EVERY NIGHT, EVERY DAY

[Verse 3]
Clock hands freeze mid-swing again
Mountains shift but never bend
Answers slip like stories untold
Distant fears no one can hold.

[Pre-Chorus]
But maybe roots grow in the dark
Where tangled branches leave their mark

[Chorus]
IF I PLANT MY FEARS AND SEE THEM BLOOM!
I MIGHT FIND FREEDOM IN THIS CROWDED ROOM!
I’M LOST IN MY HEAD, CAN’T FIND MY WAY
A STORM INSIDE KEEPS THE WORLD AT BAY

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]

Let the wind untie the knot
Let the doubt be what it’s not

[Chorus]
I’M LOST IN MY HEAD, CAN’T FIND MY WAY!
A STORM INSIDE KEEPS THE WORLD AT BAY!
I SCREAM FOR SILENCE, BUT IT WON’T STAY
I’M LOST IN MY HEAD EVERY NIGHT, EVERY DAY

[Outro]
But maybe the chaos is where I’ll grow
A garden of thoughts where the wild winds blow
If I plant my fears and let them see
I might find freedom if its my destiny
Lost in my head… can’t find my way…
Every night… every day…






Lost again.

[Verse 1]
Buried beneath your goddamn halo,
You preached, I bled, you burned me slow.
Carved my sins in your holy name,
You smiled when I drowned in shame.
Now I’m clawing through the dirt again,
A requiem soaked in blood and gin.
Angels turn their heads away,
’Cause I’m the curse they couldn’t slay.

[Pre-Chorus]
I hear your whispers callin’ me back,
From the black of the earth, from a heart gone cracked.
You dressed my corpse in chains and lace,
Now I rise to spit in your face.

[Chorus]
Upon my grave, I stand again,
Screamin’ fuck your cross, fuck your Amen!
I built my throne from my decay,
Kiss the dead and watch ’em sway.
Upon my grave, I breathe your hate,
Crown of dirt, my twisted fate.
Light the pyre, let heaven shake,
Upon my grave, the gods will break.

[Verse 2]
Your prayers are poison in disguise,
Drippin’ honey from serpent lies.
I was the saint you crucified,
But the sinner in me never died.
Through every crack in my coffin lid,
I felt your guilt for what you did.
Now your church will taste my rot,
Your holy water turns to clot.

[Pre-Chorus]
You thought I’d fade in dirt and flame,
But even death can’t kill my name.
From bones to dust, from hate to grace,
I smile as the worms embrace.

[Chorus]
Upon my grave, I stand again,
Screamin’ fuck your cross, fuck your Amen!
I built my throne from my decay,
Kiss the dead and watch ’em sway.
Upon my grave, I breathe your hate,
Crown of dirt, my twisted fate.
Light the pyre, let heaven shake,
Upon my grave, the gods will break.

[Bridge – (guttural growl and melodic scream)]
Bleed the choir, burn the light,
Let my ghost feast on the night!
Every tear you dropped was fake,
Now feel the earth beneath you quake!

[Outro]
Lay the roses, cold and black,
I’m the ghost that won’t turn back.
From the pit, I rise, depraved
Forever crowned upon my grave

Dirt in My Boot

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