Probably my best foray into moderately accessible music.

Lyrics:

The death of a harper 
Never meant much
About as much as all other 
Clipped wings, instead
The way they walk
In opposition of endurance
All the while ever
Elegant 
If they are anything like
The strings they pull
Tremulous as long as
They are speaking
And as much as admission
of greed was impossible
To touch with manicured,  
enviable paws, it figures
There wouldn’t be a welcome
Into mirrored glass

The death of a harper
Marks the end of an era
Dare it be the last time 
Any of them lie in the stream
Though here at the nadir 
Disdain leaks from the pores
Easy to see why the climb
to the summit failed, since 
what was heard and inferred
Quite different from the intent
How it delights criteria
and infuriates the reckless
Is evidence that acolytes 
Tire at the same threshold 
Where dancers give up
Borrowed time is a reminder
Of romantic suppers
When the father stares 
Like the dead, right through 

The death of a harper
Meant everything 
Meant everything 
Next to none

Death of a Harper

Death of the Harper (prod. mourning dove)

Probably the best thing I've composed to date. Also the first single from my second project, Odalisque.

Alarm, Armed - Single

Alarm, Armed

My contribution to the split release - Please, Stop Yelling - between myself, Sebastien Crugley, and Yamir. You can find the full project here: https://noctivagantcollective.bandcamp.com/album/please-stop-yelling

The Crickets Have Been Smothered

The first of four parts of Raiment For the Rain.

Stem - EP

Stem

The closing track off of my piano-based project, (lux)ury.

(lux)ury

Look At All We Have Done, For Nothing

First single from Soaked In the Milk of the Unflinching Host, an album made entirely with my voice.

Lyrics:
I had begun leading my organs 
In a direction benefitting 
Extensions of my body 
I have begun telling myself 
This is not what I am 
Supposed to be 
I had begun deciding ultimately 
My position on the certainty 
Of who I surround myself by 
Only to have it all stolen 
By an equally uncontrollable 
Tempest 

I had begun arranging the pieces 
Of the surgeries I’ve performed 
On the sun’s offspring 
I have begun selling the sculptures 
And the totems 
To somehow redeem the total loss 
Of the stitching on the seams 
Of my fragments 
I had begun dispelling gifts 
Of a discordant, nebulous sort 
For the stream that bites, 
The purest, empathetically 
electric stream 
As of now, my corpse inside out 
And painted just the same 
This is all I retain

Soaked In the Milk of the Unflinching Host

Paralysis and Puppetry

Paralysis And Puppetry

Every Day Is Another Step Around the Fire. Go get it: https://poppurlieu.bandcamp.com/album/every-day-is-another-step-around-the-fire

Lyrics:
Wriggle, as in futile attempt 
to escape from a rope web 
In the dazzling macabre 
of a scorching orphanage 
Contorted forms bay 
In the cirque du soleil 
Melt, assuming mortar of ruin, melt Surrender influence to imbue 
the fulcrum with desire to ignite 
Tangled in rays, aching 
Shuffles dug through crust 
Mantle moves from ancillary 
Authors grilled to ambrosia 
Look how they toss, umbilical 
Perilously so in hugging the warmth 
their fingers stretch toward 
to embrace with reconciliation 
After tasting expiry, pirouette 
At a pace generating hade 
in flame, beyond relay

Every Day Is Another Step Around the Fire

In Imitation of the Sun

In Imitation Of The Sun

Fourth track on Every Day Is Another Step Around the Fire, and the first part of the Persist Cavalier suite.

Lyrics:

Color cluster 
Urchins muster with ardor 
Resisting coriolis 
Maintaining the mellifluous 
They are not entremets 
Do not lead into inquest

Coral On the Backs of Those Incapable of Sustaining

Coral On The Backs of Those Incapable of Sustaining

deep cuts from "Pop" (previews)

A cover of one of my favorite tracks/bands ever, made entirely with my voice. It is also a bonus track on an album called Soaked In the Milk of the Unflinching Host, which is also entirely made out of my voice.

It Took the Night to Believe

Purchase the album

It Took the Night to Believe - Sunn O)))  A cappella cover

Was challenged to do a cover of an early(ish) Y2K pop song, so I chose one of my favorites ever.

Say It Right (Nelly Furtado cover)

Penultimate track from Soaked In the Milk of the Unflinching Host, the first of two projects I released in 2019 made entirely with my voice. This is the only cut on the project that does not feature lyrics.

Awake and Wading

Penultimate track from "la chute d'eau et le gaz d'éclairage". Purchase here for only a dollar and get 20 extra minutes of music: https://poppurlieu.bandcamp.com/album/la-chute-deau-et-le-gaz-d-clairage

Lyrics:

Blades approach the branches 
Suffocating species that encircle 

Bar none, the hymnals ineffectual 

Treasured ringlets drape over the domain 
Painted a shade south of a damp lantern 

Drop to the bottom ring of survival instincts 

The purana cozily immortalized 
While the present skin the planet for rations 

Arisen from venom to a despondent Tenebrae

-

Photography/Makeup by @makeupdesignory & @gableda124

la chute d'eau et le gaz d'éclairage

Nirrti

Fourth track from "la chute d'eau et le gaz d'éclairage". Purchase here for only a dollar and get 20 extra minutes of music: https://poppurlieu.bandcamp.com/album/la-chute-deau-et-le-gaz-d-clairage

Lyrics:

Premises motion the wind and lurch seas 
All but mammals (the first underneath) 
Goaded ahead in the event 
No longer the steed ridden 
Drivel on dirt (before the purple entourage) 
The surrender of a miscarriage, awash 
Errant deities relinquish faculty 
Who, then, to teach of the supreme

-

Photography/Makeup by @makeupdesignory & @gableda124

Vayu

Refer to the title. Purchase here for only a dollar and get 20 extra minutes of music: https://poppurlieu.bandcamp.com/album/la-chute-deau-et-le-gaz-d-clairage

Photography/Makeup by @makeupdesignory & @gableda124

la chute d'eau et le gaz d'éclairage (excerpts)

Lyrics:

A peak above the grass
Was all the vantage 
That could be secured
While slipping from a perch
Kept out of reach
Of the peers
Who found a field 
To live off

Embody the apostle
Blossom, undone of judgement

Catching the eye of passerby
Just in time to be more than the sun
Of a system ill-fated for its pedigree
Just a little pillow to ease
The leap from the nest
That may be awhile to reveal
outside the embryo
But grow with each moment

Each night I drift past the houses
I see myself on either side of the glass
The greater the pane, the more I 
want to be a part of someone else’s garden

Watch me break my habits
and deliver on promises
Blossom beyond the season

Never will I make it to the bouquet
That’s okay, seeing as all I imagined
Is within my reach
Found some part of me to trust
And within it I found the outlet
I intend to move on, not right now
Not while there’s still pollen left to scatter
Just know, I won’t be here forever
I will go before you

Blossom - Single

Blossom

Bonus track from my album la chute d'eau et le gaz d'eclairage, my first major composition for piano/electronics.

Despite Everything that Occured, they Arrived Unharmed (Somewhere)

Opening track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track brings together sounds from grunge and classic heavy metal. It features Vlürch (https://soundcloud.com/vlyrch) on percussion, and Gilby (soundcloud.com/charleygilbert) on guitar, while I handle the vocals.

Lyrics:

Crows’ nest bigger than the horizon is wide
Mesmerize
Cries like a canary in a coal mine

I sense fine 

Send the terra cotta 
off to fight the cold war 
This latest lane, unwavering
Obeisance 
Feeds the withheld in me

In preparation for the Sabbath 
We are bypassing the tavern
Attached to distractions
and the mastery of feeling
Wheelwrights delighted 
by Eiffel levels of 
fruition  
If it’s all the same 

Cruelty is no longer leisure 
It is the defeat of the ergonomic
Parodical trysts are the only affection
I know mine
They have maimed 
He wants heat

I sense fine

Send the terra cotta 
off to fight the cold war 
This latest lane, unwavering
Obeisance 
Feeds the withheld in me

Both sides of the fence
be treated with negligence

Silver Shapeshifter

Feeds the Withheld

Second track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track merges elements of several styles, resulting something which I can only describe as groove-oriented avant-industrial (lmao). It features Vlürch (@vlyrch) on percussion. Everything else is done by me.

Lyrics:

Every angle, aggrandized
By the lemon prick of melancholy
Thalamic development stunted
By the centripetal shelter from the gait of its race
Male seahorse lascivious 
Stomachs the crib of roses
Open to interpret  
The less timid the less exquisite
A prison experiment
A Sisyphus on the terrace
A military marriage
A bribery that founded
Hibernation for a more overt action
A river by which we will convene
Concubine, all mine, alacrity, two or three times the charm
Wash up on shore with a first purl
Clamber up the steps to be reduced to a murmur
Harmonious as the lilt of the solar flare
The brutish fluid that wrapped and snapped the wrist
Plant a kiss, grasp at the ribs
If there ever was a place
A time to build the bird a cage
If there ever was a place to do it,
it’s right here

Susquehanna

Fourth track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track brings an experimental flair to grindcore and death metal, before transitioning into deeply funereal doom. It features Vlürch (@vlyrch) on percussion in its first section. Everything else is done by me.

Lyrics:

Sharp ground tastes like sour forage
Scratch the back you are capable of stabbing
At an arachnid rate
Anima subverting the straight and narrow 
Knowing god is rotting in the watchtower
Imam upon the pulpit spouting indecision
Underneath a flickering offer to be martyr 
An argument that led the victim to the water
The broad shoulders of trauma augment the iridescent 
The unaided eye of a tireless bigot
That thinks the Ship of Theseus is anything but what it started as
Unlike you we are nouveau
This ship is null but a fractal 
Flaunt atomic ‘til it’s cold
Autotheist biome
Over the garden wall an army of fifteen million to preoccupy

Some day we won’t have to come out
Just say we are, and that will be
When you reduce life to this
You never see

The Broad Shoulders of Trauma

Seventh track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track highlights the kinship of thrash and groove metal. It features Vlürch (@vlyrch) on percussion. Everything else is done by me.

Lyrics:

Efface the exigency, beckon the plant to its knees, 
repeat in neighboring cities to beat a redirection
Tailgate everywhere they long to stake a claim, 
burrow into the hallow and show how to spring from the core
Secure the wharves, 
the concierge is sure to place them parallel, 
to see themselves
The fleeting health is seen in full detail, 
it’s real

So called sterile fountainhead, 
dove in the landfill
Your heart ended someone else’s, 
yet I still see you everywhere

Resilience is applauded, 
unless you tamper a witness 

Efface the exigency, beckon the plant to its knees, 
repeat in neighboring cities to beat a redirection
Tailgate everywhere they long to stake a claim, 
burrow into the hallow and show how to build a ceiling over expectancy, 
as the rejects return to infancy
Fight the feeling, as you’ve instructed,
come on, enjoy the torture voguishly encased

With every forlorn pawn sworn in, 
the endgame grows evermore tender
The final few layers give way, 
and the memory serves them well

You will not get away with this, 
all the fallen will resurrect

Hell From the Fountainhead

Eighth track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track takes inspiration from drone metal, as well as lighter shades of post-metal.

Lyrics:

Filling the wilderness with every monument of ancient sight
No provisions can turn the court to a palace
Nor can sprout a name as proudly referential
What you have bestowed is beyond the scope of my courage
I carry this with me the times I crash into your snow angels
Desultory in the vast albatross, 
I signal a small involvement from the ways you tugged my arm, 
and guided me along the ripples

I see mistakes in all evolution, 
but all of it past my point of arrival has been flawless by your grace,
notwithstanding the vantage I cling to
A balancing act, perpetual, gentle motion 

As long as there is sought a great perhaps, still I lap the nurturing crucible,
for a dawn looms from which I am cornered by torment unabated,
and my only known creator has taken the ardor with her, into an hour unturned
Titles never feel generous enough
I am addled as to how to love a parent, but this is the letting, come whatever may

Pangaea

Third track on my first full-length metal album/compilation/collaborative project, Silver Shapeshifter. Every track on the project represents a different section of the metal universe. This track marks the most accessible point on the album, marrying pop sensibilities and industrial percussion, all with an orchestral flair.

You Will See the Sky Crawling

Vocalist/experimental musician. Don't expect anything particular from this, I do whatever I feel like doing, whenever I feel like doing it.

Purchase my new album, la chute d'eau et le gaz d'éclairage, here (and get 20 extra minutes of music in the process): https://poppurlieu.bandcamp.com/album/la-chute-deau-et-le-gaz-d-clairage

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