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

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