Wisconsin Rocks You

Pickle Puncher’s origin story, told in bass.
Techno for cornfields, dial tones, and fog-powered rituals.
Scarecrows watched. Cows danced. The silo pulsed.
📩 Bookings, remixes, or sonic baptisms: DMs open
🎧 Listen if you’ve ever called a flyer number and ended up in a rave with livestock.


Cornfield Frequency

We built a cathedral from scrap.
We wired the fog machine to the gospel.
The cows moshed.
The raccoon DJ preached.
Pickle Puncher rose.


Glowstick Gospel & Chrome

Commemorating two friends' journey to the first ever legal 420 rally in Denver Colorado 2014


Mile High Legends

🧀 JOIN THE CHEESE-CORE REVOLUTION 🧀
No meetings. Just meltings.
No metrics. Just mozzarella monks.
We chant in dairy tongues.
We rave in foggy breakrooms.
We age our ambition like a wheel of Havarti.
Pickle Puncher has blessed the curd.
The fridge light flickers.
The prophecy bubbles.
Your robe awaits.
👉 Apply within the fondue.
#CheeseCore #RindBeforeTheGrind #CultOfTheCurd #PickleBlessed #MidwestRaveMysticism

The Frequency Doctrine

The fog is thick. The snacks are sentient. The Cadillac is chrome-plated and possessed by the spirit of a Babybel.
This track is a high-speed collision between cheese-core doctrine, snack-fueled prophecy, and raccoon rave mysticism.
Featuring:
🧀 Melting cheese sermons
🚗 A Cadillac powered by fondue
🐾 Raccoons in rave goggles
🌭 Pickle Puncher-approved snack chaos
Lyrics written in dairy tongues. Beat engineered in the sacred fridge.
Play it loud. Dip responsibly.
#SnackAttackCadillac #CheeseCoreCult #RindBeforeTheGrind #PickleBlessed #MidwestRaveMysticism


Snack Attack Cadillac

This isn’t a song. It’s a lactose awakening.
Written in the breakroom beneath the flickering fridge light, “Rind Before the Grind” is the official chant of the Cheese-Core Cult.
Featuring:
🧀 Mozzarella monks in ergonomic robes
📊 KPI melt rituals
🐾 Raccoons on payroll with fog machine access
🚫 No meetings. Just meltings.
Pickle Puncher appears briefly in a jar of prophecy.
The Dairy Messiah rides a flaming wheel of Parmesan.
You don’t listen to this track. You ascend through it.
#RindBeforeTheGrind #CheeseCoreCult #SnackProphecy #PickleBlessed #MidwestRaveMysticism


Rind Before the Grind

Cheese Core Cheat Code

Curd Of the Covenant

🧀 Curd Ascension (Pickle Puncher’s Prophecy)
A cheesecore dubstep odyssey from the brine-soaked mind of Pickle Puncher. Born in a barrel, raised by raccoons, and baptized in Natty Light, he floats above Midwest cornfields with a glowing balloon and a sermon of curd.
This track is a dairy-fueled rave ritual—featuring fog machine gospel, raccoon chants, and bass drops that could melt a Kraft Singles factory. Whether you’re stomping through hay in sandals or whispering cheese sigils into the void, this is your anthem.
Highlights:
🥒 Balloon gospel breakdown
🧀 Curdstorm bass drop
🔥 Bonfire raccoon choir
🍺 6-pack sermon interlude
For fans of:
- Dubstep with dairy
- Cults with fog machines
- Raves in places they shouldn’t be
- Cheese as a lifestyle
Join the curd crusade. Float with the prophet. And never trust a raccoon named Greg.


Curd Ascension (Pickle Puncher’s Prophecy)

A citrus portal opens. Fog floods the warehouse. The rind pulses.
Rind of the Rave is the debut transmission from the Cheesecore Cult—bass-heavy dubstep meets surreal ritual. Featuring pulpy breakdowns, chant-driven drops, and a raccoon DJ spinning fermented frequencies.
Recorded live inside a glowing rind at 3:33 AM. No one left the same.
 #Cheesecore #Dubstep #CultRave #BassPortal #RindWorship #PicklePuncher


Rind of the Rave

🧀Bassline saboteur  Cheese-core insurgent
Forged in fog. Raised on malfunction.
I make techno for abandoned silos and haunted maintenance logs.
No genre. No gods. Just distortion and dairy.
📩 Bookings, remixes, or ritual collaborations: DMs open

Rind of the Rave

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