testing out a heavy guitar tone in the context of a full mix

Drop-A Guitar Tone test | Slamming Brutal Death Metal

a song for all of our amazing women out there who don't know what the fuck they're doing, but still manage to be badass, cosmic, dancing, unstoppable works of art.

Dream Gurl

Feel No Summer

Musical illustration of confession. 

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Photo by Mariam Soliman on Unsplash

Confession - (Piano) Ambient & Emotional Chillout Music

Hive Minded High Fives Turned to Ash

Djlenntil 5000

Title track from my official debut EP.  Original is the title poem in Dutch, of the volume ‘Dit harnas van kippenvel’ by publishing house ‘kleine Uil’ in 2008. I wrote this poem in reaction to the book ‘The naked writing’ by my then teacher Nirav Christophe which was published in 2003 when I studied ‘Writing for performance’. Hope you like it. Thnks for the love!

Now with videoclip! https://youtu.be/LE9bbrBO0WA


Lyrics & vocals by me
Music & production by Martijn van Dijk
https://soundcloud.com/meneervandijk
Official release 2021



Armored goosebump


This armor made of goosebumps doesn’t fit
You’ll see right through me when I get hit
can’t hide my hands 
can’t make demands
this armor made of goosebumps doesn’t fit 

This armor made of goosebumps’ not for me
feeling naked don’t set me free
won’t get me might no
won’t make me right so
this armor made of goosebumps’ not for me

And all this time 
we keep on rhyming

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly
my love my friend

why won’t you understand

This armor made of goosebumps’ way to tight
I need to move when I get lost in fights
can hardly breathe
no underneath
this armor made of goosebumps’ way to tight

This armor made of goosebumps is your thing
it is the latest craze to which you cling
seemingly free
restricting me
this armor made of goosebumps is your thing

And all this time
we can’t stop rhyming

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly

Let me howl my genius down to the streets
I need my vanity
my damn profanity
forcing me to own my shit is no mean feat
you’re aiming way to high
preventing me to fly
my love my friend

Why don’t I understand

Armored Goosebumps

armored goosebump

Armored Goosebump

I Can't Handle Anything Anymore

HAPPY ENDING

Moving On

Stomp The Devil Out (Kanye Type Beat). prod VicMusic

(Dark-Ambient/Post-Punk/Experimental-Rock)

https:/lustalgia.bandcamp.com/follow_me

I Can't Handle Anything Anymore

LUSTALGIA