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This song is a memorial to my three grandmothers—Gramma Anna, Gramma Chavez, and Charlotte —each of whom shaped my life in their own way. It’s stitched together from the scents of tamales and cinnamon perfume, the sound of their voices reminding me who I am, and the quiet wisdom only women who’ve weathered storms can give.

Mis Abuelitas is about memory, grief, and love that still lingers long after they’re gone. It’s a song of kitchens, laughter, arroz con leche, and the kind of advice that never fades.

For anyone who’s ever carried their grandparents’ love with them, this is for you.

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Mis Abuelitas

“Rocky Valley Fair” was first written for their anniversary last year, but one song could never hold the whole story. These two have lived through protests and deployments, victories and losses, and still carry a love that’s weathered every storm. From the county fair where it all began to the quiet strength of today, their journey holds so much more to write about—this song is only one chapter of it.

Rocky Valley Fair

Get ready to shuffle those bones and sway with the shadows! Death & The Party Plague invite you to embrace the inevitable with our latest single, "Do the Reaper's Creep." This track is your official invitation to the afterlife's hottest dance floor, where the moon is bright, the graveyards are jumpin', and the only rule is to keep on creepin'!
Featuring a groovy, ghoulish beat, spine-chilling vocals from the Reaper himself, and a chorus of backing ghouls, "Do the Reaper's Creep" is the perfect anthem for anyone ready to dance with destiny. Whether you're six feet deep or just getting started, this song will have you doing the skeleton sweep in no time.
"Ladies and gentlemen… don’t fear the reaper—just dance with him. Follow my scythe, and let’s keep this party alive… or at least, undead!"
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The Reaper’s Creep

From the nethermost necropolis, the hymn begins…

A spectral cabaret of eerie tinkling, witchy cackles, and graveyard chants. This track conjures spirits that rise with laughter, lies, and lyrical incantations in both English and Latin. Effigies burn in viridescent fire, ghosts toast the night, and the axiom of the graveyard wall rings eternal: “Ignis viridis, carpe diem!”

Equal parts haunting and mischievous, it’s a Halloween incantation that swings between playful fright and gothic grandeur. Perfect for those who dance on trembling feet beneath the October moon.

🔮✨ Press play—if you dare—and let the spell take hold.

My Pretty Effigy

Step into the haunted heart of Las Animas, Colorado — a prairie town caught between memory and myth. City of Lost Souls blends storytelling and dark humor in the style of an old roadside postcard come to life. With echoes of ghostly diners, neon signs, and tumbleweeds crossing Sixth & Grove, the song asks: how many who sit and judge have ever walked among the lost spirits themselves?

Written like a journey through a forgotten main street, the track nods to Americana roots and haunted ballads while paying homage to places, people, and stories that never quite let go.

Themes: wandering, judgment, redemption, small-town myths, lost souls
Inspired by Las Animas, CO
For fans of: haunted folk, outlaw country, ghost-town Americana

City of Lost Souls

The lyrics make for a heartfelt folk-Americana ballad that captures the magic of childhood and the bond between an uncle and his nephew. Set against a warm campfire glow, it drifts through memories of make-believe monsters, mud pies, and the kind of laughter that makes time stand still. With gentle acoustic melodies and nostalgic storytelling, the song celebrates wonder, innocence, and the unspoken prayer to never lose the child within. It’s a lullaby for dreamers, a fireside tale for grown-ups who still believe in magic — and a reminder that the best days never really end, they just live on in memory.

Best Day Ever (for Brendon)

"Ode to Mi Familia" is a heartwarming bilingual song celebrating the enduring love and legacy of family. This track beautifully weaves together English and Spanish lyrics to tell a story of cherished memories, ancestral strength, and the foundational role family plays in shaping who we are. With its nostalgic melodies and sincere lyrics, it's a perfect listen for anyone seeking comfort, connection, and a deep appreciation for their roots.

Ode to Mi Familia

“She Called It Hope” is more than a song — it’s an heirloom of conscience, a son’s tribute to his mother’s quiet rebellion during one of America’s most turbulent chapters. Set against the backdrop of the 1971 May Day protests, this track carries the heartbeat of twelve thousand voices demanding peace — and one young woman who refused to let fear define her.

She Called It Hope

If your family Thanksgiving feels like a cross between Planes, Trains and Automobiles and a half-burnt Hallmark card, this one’s for you.

“A Song of Home, Chaos, & Grace” is my love letter to the messiest, loudest, most accidentally-beautiful holiday we pretend we’ve mastered. From dry turkey to flying grudges, from forgiveness flickering under bad lighting to those tiny childhood moments that somehow stick… this track wraps all of it into one warm, nostalgic, slightly chaotic embrace.

It’s storytelling.
It’s memory.
It’s the comfort of coming home—even if everything is on fire when you get there.

Hit play, pull up a chair, and pass the mashed potatoes.

At the Thanksgiving Table

Just a wayward paralegal residing in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, literally in the shadow of Pike’s Peak.

At the Thanksgiving Table

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