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Chronic Condition is a punkish indie rocker with an irresistible beat and hook. Its about how the human experience the progress and setbacks, trials and tribulations, advances and declines of individuals and societies is like a feedback loop through time. The names and settings change, but the story always turns out the same. Its a chronic condition, just the latest rendition. Featuring a guest appearance by Elvis. 

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest edition 
Coming to fruition

We stand up and we get knocked down
And we stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and swirl it around
And everything is turned upside down

I’m not depressed
I’m just realistic
I must confess
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is… life

Yeah its life that really fucks with your head yeah!

I’m not broken
Just slightly damaged
And in spite of it
I somehow manage
To get by in this messed up, broke down world
The more I see the less I believe
The more I hear the less I care
The less I care the better I feel
Yeah that’s on the real yo
Yeah that’s on the real yo 

Maybe I’m jaded
And slightly cynical
But the evidence is empirical
We’re riding round in circles on a broken machine
I thought about it and I worked it all out
I think I know what I’m talking about
The thing that fucks with your mind the most is…  life 

I’m just nodding my head
Pretending to listen 
To what you say
Its the same old story and I’ve heard it before
And every time its always a bore
You change the settings and you change the names
But it always turns out the same
Its a random ass world
Full of random ass boys and girls
Living our random ass lives
We stand up we get knocked down
We stand up then we fall back down
Put it in a glass and drink it down
Cuz the world is upside down

Its upside-down yeah!

Humanity is overrated
And the world we made is oversaturated
With our stupid fucked up useless shit
The more we have 
The more we want
We can’t get enough of it
The more we have 
The more we want
Yeah ain’t that some shit

Its a chronic condition
Just the latest rendition

Chronic Condition - Defiantbutterfly

🎭 For You, My Daughter – ArcaneKanuck (Jay Kanuck)
🎶 Dark Orchestral Ballad | Emotional Tribute | Arcane-Inspired

Step into the shadows of Zaun and the soul of Arcane with this haunting, emotional ballad capturing the raw, transformative love between Silco and Jinx. 💔✨

Once driven by vengeance and the dream of Zaun’s freedom, Silco’s hardened resolve begins to crack—not from war, but from something deeper: fatherhood. In this cinematic soundscape of strings, piano, and deep male vocals, witness the story of a man who would burn the world… just to save his daughter.

💬 "Is there anything so undoing as a daughter?"

This is not just a song—it's Silco’s confession. Through stirring lyrics and somber orchestration, he lays bare a love that surpasses rebellion, loyalty, and even the memory of his fallen brother Vander. Jinx is his chaos, his legacy, and the one truth that reshaped him.

🎧 If you’re moved by Arcane, found family, and the heartbreak of impossible love—press play. This is for the broken, the bold, and those who choose love in the ashes.

🔁 Like, repost, and share if it hits your heart.

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✨LYRICS BELOW✨
Lyrics – For You, My Daughter
A Revolutionary's vow. A father’s confession. A fire made of love.

I built this world from ashes,
A kingdom torn and scarred.
Chasing power, chasing shadows,
Till you became my heart.
Your eyes, they were my mirror,
A piece of what I lost.
A flame that burned in darkness,
A soul that knows the cost.

I never asked for mercy,
I never begged for grace.
But in your laughter, I found something
I could never erase.

I’d burn it all, tear down the walls,
For you, my daughter, for you.
No crown of gold, no city’s hold,
I’d trade it all for you.
Jinx, my perfect storm,
The chaos that I wore.
But in your broken heart, I found
A love I can’t ignore.
For you, my daughter, for you.

I taught you how to fight,
To rise above the pain.
But in your eyes, I saw the crack—
A heart that couldn’t stay the same.
I gave you what I never had:
A chance to break the chains.
But you, my love, were never just
A weapon in the game.

I thought I’d see you conquer,
To watch you take your place.
But now I see it clearer—
It was love I couldn’t chase.

I’d burn it all, tear down the walls,
For you, my daughter, for you.
No crown of gold, no city’s hold,
I’d trade it all for you.
Jinx, my perfect storm,
The chaos that I wore.
But in your broken heart, I found
A love I can’t ignore.
For you, my daughter, for you.

I built my world on promises,
A dream that burned too bright.
But you… you made me realize:
Love’s the only fight.
I’ll tear this world asunder,
I’ll fall, but not for power.
For you, my daughter, I’ll stand—
And I’ll love you in this hour.

I’d burn it all, tear down the walls,
For you, my daughter, for you.
No crown of gold, no city’s hold,
I’d trade it all for you.
Jinx, my perfect storm,
The chaos that I wore.
But in your broken heart, I found
A love I can’t ignore.
For you, my daughter, for you.

And when the flames have settled,
When the smoke begins to clear,
I’ll still be standing by your side—
My love, my heart, my fear.
For you, my daughter, for you.

For You,My Daughter

My rendition of a personal favorite Bach Piece.

Js Bach prelude in D

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RepostExchange Pop / Rock Charts highest position #9 (2025 06 04)

Chainbreaker

Very lovely Johann Mertz tune I wanted to cover.

Polacca op.5 no.3

This track was originally a poem and I asked my collaborator and producer, Josh Elliott, to come up with a sound like a cross between Celtic Music and Triphop.

The Goddess  

Comely, alive, 
Share your memories;
Gliding past my window,
Muttered tones so sweet.
Psychedelic garments,
Flashback to dreams,
Speaking in Shelta—
All is not quite what it seems.

The goddess always at my door
I hesitate; I’m just not sure.
Throwin’ shapes and droppin’ hints
Her forest dweller’s third eye glints.

Renounce, surrender, 
No more maudlin times in need;
Hurly-burly mischief making
The goddess will not feed...
As she follows me closely
Through the fjords of my heart
Firewood for the soul,
Its knowledge she’ll impart.

The goddess always at my door
I hesitate; I’m just not sure.
Throwin’ shapes and droppin’ hints
Her forest dweller’s third eye glints.


Scorching and burning...
Flambé my inconsistencies
Intoxicate with love.
Take me to the mesosphere,
A pilgrimage above,
Where earthbound before too long
And in the coldness of space
With chivalry of angels
She’ll sprinkle moondust on my face.

The goddess always at my door
I hesitate; I’m just not sure.
Throwin’ shapes and droppin’ hints
Her forest dweller’s third eye glints.

The goddess always at my door
I hesitate; I’m just not sure.
Throwin’ shapes and droppin’ hints
Her forest dweller’s third eye glints.

The Goddess

Frog Galliard

The Shoemaker's Wife

Brook Lamorna and the Cedar Rose

Spanish Coffee (DEMO)

A new track I am currently developing. I hope you enjoy it. 

A full song version will come soon. 

Please feel free to leave a comment as it is valuable feedback and I really appreciate it.

Preamble (Rough Early Demo)

A. I.

I love amphibians and have an affinity for fried okra, loud guitars, and sick beats. expedition 33 and port wine are my thing at the moment.

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