edgy, but also based af, nice work f@g - recc'd

@lysergicmusic91 yoo i never heard of LUM b4, thank u much for this comment, u helped me discover a kindred spirit producer

@gateway-71 mad truth, even tha depths of hell itself aint without tha occasionsl comfort

hey this is actually pretty good, i like the warmth of the tracks

LMAO I FORGOT ABOUT THIS ALBUM OF THE YEAR 10/10

‘Suntub’ is the second full length album from ML Buch, a double record of 15 pieces by the Danish composer and producer, entering further into the realm of electric guitars and layered vocals along with exploring new instrumental expressions.

With an offset in open tunings on a 7-string Stratocaster, slide and fretless tablet guitars and deep-sampled virtual guitars, the album draws up narratives and locations in a distant time. Props like puddles, well buckets, bone barrels and flesh rags live in these scenes, suspended in air, drifting about, climbing stairs and ladders, all given life through guitar sensibilities and visceral vocals.

Music composed, produced and performed by ML Buch
Mix by ML Buch
Master by Amir Shoat
Lacquer cut by Hari Kishore / Kommunal Dubplate Service
Press photo by Ani Liv Kampe, Agnete Hannibal Petri and ML Buch
Artwork by ML Buch
Vocals recorded in cars along the Danish coast line
Guitars recorded in various houses and waterfront storage spaces
Reamped through a Peugeot SUV and in Kalundborg swimming pool, sauna, changing room

High speed calm air tonight

I quit everything today
Old moldy yogurt and exercise bands
In the basement where I know that I can do anything

Follow the signs, I’ve been losing my mind
And these ears are too damaged to hear
I’m wasting your time while you’re waiting in line;
I think you should get out of here

Fairy lights round the window
Tinsel and tassels
I’m warm and I’m sinful

I will hurt you if you try
Give it another

Watch as I calcify
Think I’ll take medicine for the rest of my life
Cut the opening day ribbon and
 
Give me a sign, I’ve been losing my mind
You’re not in a condition to hear
Save me some time, I’ve been waiting in line
But I gotta get right out of here

I quit everything today
I can do anything
I quit everything today
I can do anything
I quit everything today (glue on the carpet)
I can do anything (door off its hinges)
I quit everything today
I can do anything

I am in so much pain
If I take my life find my songs on my hard drive and put them online
Not cause I feel like I need to be heard
But along the same lines, just hope packing my little ideas up pays off in some way
Clearly I’d trade the process for product any day

Any day now

I Quit Everything

Someplace When The Sun Goes Down

A field of dandelions
Nothing but cell towers and
Plantation pines penetrate
The sky out here

Someone on the radio sounds like Joni (tells me exactly what I'm doing)
Too tired not to drown in apathy (so sick of myself)
Father won’t stop looking over shoulder (oh my god will you fucking stop that—)
Sun pulls the horizon to his ears (—I’m trying to sleep)

Every evening around seven I get the sinking feeling
The last six days my heart has been my stomach's guest
I would write a five page letter for you every night
And driving three hours doesn't seem too bad
Just for one more chance at what we had

Who needs another guy like me to tell them how to live?
Who says the ancient monoliths won't cauterize your bliss?
I need another life to learn about just how to give to myself

Moon hides her waning face in a tree
The son looks from the other side
It's worst that I could probably feel like this
For the rest of my life, unsatisfied

Every evening around seven I get the sinking feeling
The last six days my heart has been my stomach's guest
I would write a five page letter for you every night
And driving three hours doesn't seem too bad
Just for one more chance at what we had

I love you
I still use your lip balm
I wish you could admit
That sometimes you, too, were a bit wrong

There's nothing that I miss like the softness
Priorities
I'm so cold

Youth, ill fated
Though I can't help but hope to get back with you
I made it end

Who needs another guy like me to tell them how to live?
Who says the ancient monoliths won't cauterize your bliss?
I need another life to learn about just how to give to myself

Who Needs?

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01. 00:00 Pussyannihilator II
02. 02:28 Fuq U Cuntz [Til Ur Azzholez Bleed]
03. 04:10 Organ Failure Jam
04. 05:17 Deathmix
05. 06:44 My Nigga, We Persian
06. 08:25 Necronymphet
07. 09:34 Daemoniclust
08. 10:56 Fuckuyama/Tha Fazciticitizt
09. 13:42 Endlezzzelfimportant
10. 15:08 Ztatuary
11. 18:00 Bugchasin Blues Buried Alive
12. 19:26 Silver Spoon, Mane Coon, Ho
13. 21:03 Rape Research Society
14. 23:44 Bleeding Lordhosis
15. 25:20 Ntr2 [Til Now]
16. 27:09 Briffault/Charnel Booty
17. 29:38 Can't Answer That II
18. 31:03 New Millenium Hoez
19. 33:13 No Guardian
20. 34:31 Weekend Lay In Utopian Power
21. 37:57 Velvetcagez/Harem Choir
22. 40:21 Pussyannihilator I
23. 41:58 I'm Glad U Gon Die Someday [No Matta Who U Do]
24. 43:20 Bedroom/Aftaward
25. 46:32 Queen's Hyperrealeyes/Crackpipe [Bb]
26. 49:49 Can't Answer That I
27. 52:02 I'm Da Bes Manx
28. 53:42 Tha Quadriplegic Dreams Of Biking Thru A Fentanyl Haze
29. 56:13 Tha Bitchnigga'z Requiem
30. 57:50 Uk Garbage [Snuff Tha Cunt]

"Pussyannihilator LP" (C) 2018 PHAT STAXXX MUZAK GROUP LTD, OC (O R I G I N A L C O N T E N T) DONUT STEEL YOU LIL BITCHES; FREE TO DISTRIBUTE. PRODUCED VIA MPC500, DR-880, TASCAM DP-004, & AUDACITY. ALL SAMPLES USED COMIC SANS PERMISSION; SHALOM, & GO FUCK URSELVES.

MAD LOVE TO ALL 100 OF YOU WORTHLESS FAGGOTASSNIGGAS WHO ACTUALLY LISTEN TO THIS SHIT. I HATE YOU ALL & HOPE ERYTHANG BAD IN THA WORLD HAPPENS TO YOU/ONLY YOU. PHAT STAXXX BITCHES, KISS DA RING & BITE THA CURB ;)) #OMNICIDEONFLEEK #YOURFUTILITY #FUCKYOU

MOAR SHIT FEATURED @: 
https://m.youtube.com/channel/UC4GO8bMoZRp7vsJ3oRSAMHQ/ 
https://rap3babi3z-inc.tumblr.com
http://www.mediafire.com/file/yyfwyeuldmmrc6u/SELECTED_PSMG_PHASE_II_JAMZ_%25282015-2018%2529.zip/file
https://archive.org/details/LAWLESSTYRANNY
https://lawlesstyranny.bandcamp.com/

GENRES (4 PUSSIES): FRAGMENTISM, ENTROPOPOP, RAPECORE SHIT HOP, MINIMAL HATESTEP, POST-FUCKPOP, MAXIMALIST MISERABLISM, ABANDONWAVE 

"Music is at a low ebb. Admirable tunists, and no mean tunists, the people betray their incapacity for improvement by remaining contented with the simplest and the most monotonous combinations of sounds. As in everything else, so in this art,—creative talent is wanting. A higher development would have produced other results; yet it is impossible not to remark the delight which they take in harmony. The fisherman will accompany his paddle, the porter his trudge, and the housewife her task of shelling grain, with a song; and for long hours at night the peasants will sit in a ring repeating, with a zest that never flags, the same few notes, and the same unmeaning line." — Richard Francis Burton 

"Since all is empty, all is possible." — Nagarjuna

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