ELECTRONIC/TRIP-HOP/DOWNTEMPO
Produced by Du Brae

STEPH SOMETHING & DU BRAE

Star Hearts

TELESCOPE

Invisible

Mr Programmer

No Time For That

Propranolol

Killer Show 
music: John Henderson and Steph Something
lyrics: Steph Something
Vocals: Steph Something
Guitars: John Henderson
Bass: Chris Branch
Drums: Chris Bouchard. 
Mixing and Mastering: John Henderson. 
music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4WmUeb-SeE

Killer Show

Composition:. 
music: John Henderson and Steph Something. 
lyrics: Alex O'Brien. 
Recording:. 
vocals: Steph Something. 
guitars: John Henderson. 
Bass: Chris Branch. 
Drums: Brian Henry.

Steaming Streets

DuBrae, Steph Something, Flodnal, and D Waller

Can I Count On You

Du Brae, SS, Carlos Barrios, John Henderson, and Brian Henry

I Dont Feel Right

HereBeDragons

stephsomething

LetchaDrums

Maxdeago

Wasted

Cursed

A State of Undress

Aftermath

Time To Leave (ft SS)

Cursed (ft SS)

Wawa - Instrumental
Steph Something - Vocal melody, lyrics, vox
Max Deago - Lead Guitar

The Tempest

Woke with the radio arguing with my veins
Poured last night's promises down the sink and watched them drown
Slid my sins into my pockets like loose change
But not enough for a cab or forgiveness
Worked a smile into the corner of my face
Held the world together for a moment
Then it peeled away

I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest nobody checked for
And I stormed anyway

You said weekend like a promise
I took it like a dare
Leaned too close and burned my palms on someone else's fire
Now I trace the outlines of names I used to keep
They’re thin as the smoke of a cigarette and gone before I can say them
But I kept the good parts pinned beneath my ribs
I did

I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed anyway

I practice apologies in bathroom mirrors 
Watch the sink fill with rehearsals 
Watch my eyes leaving themselves

I dig with my bare hands
Nails full of time, lungs full of dust
If I ever reach daylight
I’ll tell it the truth
I was the tempest no one checked for
And I stormed away


The Tempest

rock, metal, progressive rock, Indie rock, electronic, dance, indie electronic, funk, new wave, ambient rock/metal/electronic... fuck it... 
all the things music 
by Stephanie Gilliard

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