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1. Fryday in the Multiverse

Style: Punk-trap chaos (150 BPM)

Sound: Distorted guitars, blown-out 808s, glitchy portal synths.

Energy: Kickoff anthem, like being yanked through a portal.

2. Sauce Dimension

Style: Funky trap with dripping FX.

Sound: Slippery basslines, squelchy synths, liquid SFX (drips, splashes).

Energy: Silly, sticky, playful.

3. Fryborg Future

Style: Cyberpunk synthwave x trap.

Sound: Mechanical clanks, robotic vocoders, neon pads.

Energy: Dark futuristic — fries as cyborgs.

4. Cronenberg Kitchen

Style: Industrial horror-trap.

Sound: Metallic clangs, distorted bass, reversed screams.

Energy: Creepy, body horror vibes.

5. Frypocalypse Now

Style: Apocalyptic boom-bap.

Sound: Dusty drums, heavy kicks, cinematic horns.

Energy: Survival, gritty wasteland fries.

6. Disco Diner Dimension

Style: Funk + EDM crossover.

Sound: 70s disco guitars, slap bass, side-chained synths.

Energy: Danceable, bright, neon fries grooving.

7. Galactic Happy Meal

Style: Space trap.

Sound: Wide pads, laser FX, cosmic sub-bass.

Energy: Epic, floating in zero-G ketchup packets.

8. The Sauce Messiah

Style: Epic trap gospel.

Sound: Choir chants, 808 slides, cinematic strings.

Energy: Anthemic, fries become divine leaders.

9. Existential Grease

Style: Lo-fi hip-hop / emo rap.

Sound: Vinyl crackle, soft piano, muffled drums.

Energy: Sad fry thinking too deep about life.

10. Portal Burnout (Outro)

Style: Ambient glitch.

Sound: Portal whooshes, slowed reverb tails, fading laughter.

Energy: Dissolves into nothing, cycle complete.

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SWAMP

Better Undressed

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This EP is a loud love letter to the kids on the wrong side of town who never quite fit the picture in the family photo. Coterie of Cretins plays garage-born hard rock with a sharp-tongued female lead, turning cul-de-sacs, dead-end jobs, and lonely holiday nights into gang-chant anthems.

“What the Bleep?”
A chaotic opener that turns a curse-filled rant into a crowd-chant hook, swapping every swear for “bleep” and leaning hard into frustration, humor, and release.

“Smile? You Smile!”
A punchy hard rock takedown of “you’d be prettier if you smiled,” built for shouted choruses and stage-stomp breakdowns. It’s all sharp edges and zero apology.

“Line of Site”
Riff-driven and defiant, this track draws a hard boundary and dares anyone to cross it. Heavy guitars, tight drums, and a chorus that feels like a warning sign.

“Coterie of Cretins”
The misfit-gang anthem and heart of the EP. Back-row kids, garage bands, and after-dark sidewalks become a crooked little kingdom no one else understands.

“Vain in My Veins”
A cathartic breakup song aimed at the person who turned every moment into a mirror. Lean, hooky, and bitter in all the right ways, it blows the dust off a tired crown and walks away.

“Strangers in the Streetlights”
Mid-tempo and moody, this one walks through a small neighborhood at night, capturing the quiet solidarity between kids who don’t know each other’s names but recognize the same tired eyes.

“Last Light on Laurel Lane”
The leaving-town farewell. A slower, cinematic closer that packs up a lifetime on one street, looks back at the porch lamps and parked cars, and finally drives off into something unknown.

“Through the Window (Christmas Eve)”
A holiday track seen from the sidewalk: watching a glowing family dinner through the glass and realizing, “I’m never going to have that.” It’s raw, tear-streaked, and painfully honest, a winter coda for anyone who’s ever felt outside every warm room.

Vain in my Veins

PLEASE READ BEFORE REACHING OUT.  I write the words, but do not sing them. All songs are my original works. The words are 100% created by me.  I may not be singing them, but the words and the feelings are mine. This is how I deal with my anxiety and depression. I hope my words reach people who can relate and let them know they are not alone. I'm also a Middle School teacher.

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