The Thong Song

Street Lights

Midnight has a Body Count

Symphonauts are a genre-defying collective of sonic voyagers, fusing glam rock swagger, soulful grit, electronic textures, and art rock ambition into a symphonic, theatrical experience. Formed in Brooklyn in 2019, the band quickly carved out a cult following with their electrifying live shows—equal parts opera, funk revival, and cosmic jams.

At the heart of Symphonauts is a rotating ensemble of multi-instrumentalists, vocalists, and composers, anchored by co-leads Jennifer Rae and Mike Orion, whose voices intertwine like gospel and glam in orbit. Their sound is built on stacked harmonies from a full choir, analog synths, distorted strings, and orchestral strings, all pulsing beneath grooves that nod to Parliament-Funkadelic, Bowie’s Berlin era, and the maximalist spirit of early 2000s art rock.


Move Tonight

Nestled deep in the ancient folds of the West Virginia mountains, Glass Ritual is a mystic believer’s retreat. A tight-knit community of naturalists, mystics, and musicians, they gather beneath moss-draped trees and starlit skies to honor the unseen forces that shape the world.

Glass Ritual honors the sacred pulse of nature, the language of wind and stone, and the healing power of song. They perform their music at campfire gatherings, celebrating Mother Earth’s healing energies. Each album serves as a ceremonial recording woven from voices of many: forest dwellers, fire tenders, dreamers, and drifters coming together to rejoice in Earth's rhythms.

Every track is a ritual. Every lyric a spell. From whispered chants to thunderous harmonies, Glass Ritual albums capture the spirit of seasonal cycles, elemental struggles, and the eternal dance between light and shadow.


Dreams Beneath the Fern

Born in the shadow of a shuttered coal mine in southern West Virginia, Smokestack Holler is a four-piece band that channels the grit, grief, and ghostlight of the Appalachian soul. The group is made up of two brothers—Jesse and Caleb McCrae—whose harmonies carry the dust of generations; their sister, Mae McCrae, whose voice cuts like wild honeysuckle through fog; and their lifelong friend Elijah “Lige” Booker, a fiddler and banjoist whose playing conjures spirits from the holler and fire from the strings.

Raised on gospel, grit, and the sound of trains that no longer run, the band blends Appalachian folk, swamp blues, and mythic storytelling into a sound that’s both haunted and defiant. 

Whether playing bowed banjo under moonlight or howling harmonies in a one-room church, Smokestack Holler is a living elegy for a place that never stopped singing—even when the mines went dark.


Only Ghost Walk Down Main Street

Ken Laszlo

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