a hardcore punk EP recorded in 2017 after I went on tour drumming for Toronto based Canadian hardcore band FLQ. Released on other platforms under the ‘preposterous styles” pseudonym.

preposterous styles - VARSOL

released under 'preposterous styles' everywhere else

lyrics: 

a path unfolded in my mind
a way out I can not seem to find
with myself I'll stand beside
like past times
for my better judgment
is confined
it's down the rabbit hole again
another sin against my soul

or is it already sold
isn't my sick mind swole?
how many times will I be swallowed whole?
but this habit that I bide with
will die hard
I'm sure of it
for now I'm the enabler
alright
you can have it
one more time
it's down the rabbit hole again
another sin against my soul

am I sick and twisted
to let my own son commit this
act against myself while I am but a witness

down the rabbit hole

released under 'preposterous styles' everywhere else

lyrics:

[sample from some wife swap reality show]

there's nothing wrong with me
there's something wrong with you
you stay locked in your mind
I am out of mine

I'm insane, can't you see?
I can't stay locked inside
this body just a cage
deep down I rage

chorus
sometimes I feel these people don't understand me
but I feel I get them pretty well
they stay locked up in their shell
trapped in their own hell

coming to understand
others is quite a task
if they choose to refuse
to take off their mask

chorus

there's nothing wrong with me
there's something wrong you x3

what's wrong with me?

released under 'preposterous styles' everywhere else

lyrics:

[porcelain throne]

sticks and stones might break my bones
but words cut deep
make scars you can't see
inside you bleed

why do we make porcelain thrones?
when we seem to do is shit on each other
in a quest to destroy Earth our Mother

people walkin'round with their as on their face
no wonder this worlds such a shitty place
everyones got problems of their own
so take your shit to the porcelain throne

its time to face yourself
n put yer ego on the shelf

[great escape]

stumped on lessons
too proud to learn
same mistakes
'round every turn
don't you know
you must burn
for freedom of choice
to be earned

scared of the change
afraid of the pain
that comes once we are to remain

inside these walls locked to these chains
but you've got the strength to break again
it's your mirror, smash it, smash it**
do away with old habits that are long ingrained
buried deep inside your brain

a muscle that
one must train
in order to make
a great escape

**the line "it's your mirror, smash it, smash it" is from Crimpshrine - Inspiration

porcelain throne // great escape

a queer mind perturbed by exponentially increasing mad times; 
a neuro-discordant simulacrum // a collection of phantasms[preposterous styles]; 
ethereal chaos in temporal fragments // iridescent cascades of perplex transmutations

what's wrong with me?

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