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From The Hotelier's "Home, Like Noplace Is There" LP out now on Tiny Engines

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The Hotelier - Among The Wildflowers

When The Fire's Gone

1988 is more than an album—it’s a time machine back to the glory days when heavy metal ruled the airwaves, the stage, and our hearts. From 1980 to 1989, a generation of denim-clad dreamers and leather-bound rebels forged anthems that would echo through eternity. This project is a loud, unapologetic celebration of that golden decade—of pounding drums, screaming guitars, and the brotherhood of true metal fans.

Every song on 1988 is a salute to the legends who inspired us, and a rallying cry to all who still carry the torch. Turn it up, feel the power, and remember: metal never dies—it only gets louder.

Steel Reborn

The fire's gone
But smoke still clings
In the silence
Memories sting


I held the match with trembling hands
You watched it burn and turn to sand
We were the flame, now just the scar
Ash and embers, all we are


Words like sparks we couldn't tame
Scorched the soul, then passed the blame
I whispered truth, you screamed a lie
We watched it fade and didn't cry

Ash and ember
All that remains
Smoke in the sky
Blood in the rain
We rose like fire, we fell like stone
Now I walk through this ruin alone


I see your face in blackened glass
A ghost that lives inside the past
Time won't heal, it only hides
The char remains we kept inside


Ash and ember
We lost the flame
All that we built
Gone in the name
Of pride, of pain, of uncontrolled
Now I rise from the wreckage uncontrolled
Ash and ember
And nothing more

Ash And Ember

Across The Line

Chasing Highs

Child Of Endless Pain

Treasure Box for Boys and Girls: The Complete Sessions 1991–1999

Zombie

Aiden - Knife Blood Nightmare

Mac's debut LP '2' will be out October 16th on Captured Tracks.

Mac DeMarco // My Kind of Woman

Teenage-dirtbag

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All lyrics are born from Judge. Every riff, every note starts with live human music.
I lay down rough demos to capture the fire I feel, then let AI sharpen the sound and turn it into something you can blast.

This isn’t about AI taking over — every idea, every word is mine first. I just don’t have the chops to play or sing it like I hear it in my head.

I make no money from this. I do it for the love of the music, to create songs I want to hear, and to share them with anyone who feels the same way.

Does it matter if AI had a hand in it? Not at all. If you like it, crank it up, let it hit you, and enjoy.

Chasing Highs

JUDGE