Leader Misty - Dewgong Song

Too Cliche

08 - Button*Masher - Dead Bug

The Moon Strikes Back

evenXodd - November

Devi McCallion - Soft Body Damage Tolerance demo

Crawl On Me And Die

Uncle Outrage - Pigs Shouldn't Be In Metal Bands

idk if this song had an actual title this song was found on a video called "Short Shorts!" by gorilla airplane🐈

Triceratopolis - Short Shorts!

GRIP GRIP
GRIP GRIP
GRIP ...

Cold iron breathes by the docks, the river keeps score,
We read the tide in heatmaps on the floor.
Ghosts in plate numbers, cash in the rain,
Thread lines through shadows, name after name.
We pull first—before the sirens know,
A fist round the rope where futures go.

No luck, only patience – patterns we tame;
Forecast, not folklore – edge of the flame.
Praevenire vincere est – learned in the night;
We write the angle before the fight.

We get a GRIP on the dark before it grips us,
Hands on the rope of the hours to come.
Action beats reaction — move like a compass,
Turn of the wrist and the city hums.
GRIP — hold, don’t slip.
GRIP — eyes ahead of the whip.

Ring road flickers, amber in rain,
Cranes like metronomes counting the strain.
We follow the echo, not just the shout,
Map what they’ll enter — then seal the route.
A needle of light through fabric of smoke,
Pull at the thread — see the pattern yoke.

No bluff, only numbers — breath on the glass;
Signal in murmurs — the future we cast.
Antverpia vigilat, under the skin,
We draw the radius, shrink it to pin.

GRIP — before they move.
GRIP — make the groove.
GRIP — set the pace.
GRIP — own the chase.

Praevenire, praeventio —
Lux ante motum, manus in funem.

Unit to unit — quiet like tide.
Mark the corridor — close from the side.
Three breaths — then pull.

We get a GRIP on the dark before it grips us,
Hands on the rope of the hours to come.
Action beats reaction — move like a compass,
Turn of the wrist and the city hums.
GRIP — hold, don’t slip.
GRIP — eyes ahead of the whip.

Rope warms in the palm, dawn thins the smoke,
Scheldt turns silver — lines we wrote.
When the city exhales, we loosen the knot —
Grip still printed where the night forgot.

You Should Have Been There

GRIP Antwerp – Live

In a world where AI seems to take over everything, this show recycles / revisits musical experiments from the now 30-year-old zzz.ch website.
I feed fragments of past compositions into AI to generate, remix, and reinterpret them as an infinite stream of slop. I also reverse-play the process, shaping outputs by hand.
As the machine shifts through styles with only a partial grasp of the original, it may offer a glimpse into how we can engage this inevitable technology in a more sensuous and playful way. slop.is

Unqualified

Uncle Outrage - Lovin' The Physics

A demo of a song that will never be released.

Features me screaming at 4 A.M.

Enjoy.

Uncle Outrage - Lovin' The Physics

Nils Rasmussen

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