Super Cassette

AUTISM : 3

San Francisco Bay Area Sounds

Moody - 2

do-yun gong, you beautiful fool

PEAAAK ABSOLUTE PEAAAK

Stream: https://open.spotify.com/track/7jPfIYwu4HhpN1XUmCewzE?si=92d44dc8ad774375

Lyrics:

Why was I born without a storm to weather?
Why was I born into a place where I could see the sun?
Why do the blues seem a greener pasture?
Why is this state such a seasonless one?

Sadness looks better with gray skies and sweaters
The California sun just doesn't match

Can't look so blue with those Berkeleyan hues
Oh
I wish I were sad
Sad in the Midwest

Cue the applause from the one hand clapping
What is the sound of a scene kid crying all alone?
Signal the sound of the left shoe dropping
Where is the fruit of the seeds that I've sewn?

Dance halls are all full in states where the corn grows
The Oklahoma air just breeds despair

Can't sing the blues with these golden gate views
I wish I were sad
Sad in the Midwest

So
Sleeping in storm clouds gets old
Waking at midnight beholding
The light of the
Funeral moon
You have entombed

The dance halls look better
With gray skies and sweaters
The California air don't breed despair

Can't look so blue with these golden gate views
Why can't
I be
Sad
Sad in the Midwest?

Sad In The Midwest

rising

frown

mitski - drunk walk home but the screaming is replaced with the live at palisades version

Wet - Dazey and The Scouts

Nobody Loves Me

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Bastille Day

Second single off our debut album "Continue?", out December 1st everywhere

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LYRICS:
Every path through the past reaches a dead end
My ex-girlfriend's dog is probably dead
Every road through the snow leads to crooked bends
And no matter how fast you turn, you always crash in the end

When I see your face
All I can see is how you will age
Through the cycles of meaningless toil that spoil
Every fleeting day
So why should I stay?

Every child that is born will withhold their joy
When their peers wipe them out, I mean totally destroy
Every shred in their head that the world is good
Now they're left all alone writing songs about how they're misunderstood

When I see your face
All I can see is how you will age
Through the cycles of meaningless toil that spoil
Every fleeting day
So why should I stay?

Every path through the past reaches a dead end
My ex-girlfriend's dog is probably dead
Every road through the snow leads to crooked bends
And no matter how fast you turn, you always crash in the end

When I see your face
All I can see is how you will age
Through the cycles of meaningless toil that spoil
Every fleeting day
So why should I stay?

When I see your face
All I can see is how you will age
Through the cycles of meaningless toil that spoil
Every fleeting day
So why should I stay?

When things will just get worse

Path Through The Past

Migrant Returned

Kiss Of Life

Dig Your Own Grave

Saint Avangeline's debut album, Gardener of Eden, tells the story of a young lesbian woman recalling her romantic, yet tragic encounters, doomed-to-fail relationships, and coming to terms with her traumatic sexual assault. Two months after attempting to take her own life, she began to write this album as a means to begin to accept what happened to her, and let it all out, using her pain as a source to create something beautiful, and to eventually heal from. 

Inspired by tracks from Lana Del Rey, Avangeline chose a similar moody, ethereal tracks (all from BeatStars), paired with her own personal gothic style of poetry, to create dreamy music layered with reverb. 

Armed with only Apple earbuds and a laptop, Avangeline learned to mix and master her own vocals and released this album independently in April, 2022.

Lilith

John Lennon - Beautiful Boy

rain

the situation (feat. Kero Kero Bonito)

When I'm Angry

Something Better

Overturn Citizens United and get these fxjking rich people out of our politics

Venture Cowboys

You can drive across the whole thing 
in four days if you really wanted 
leaving custom thank you notes 
in all the houses you ever haunted 

in this whole solar system 
we've only met one type of life 
it's the living kind of life 
and it's not one I recognize 

America 

I said "excuse me" to the ocean 
because I thought I had got in its way 
at first I didn't think it heard me 
but then I saw it wave 

you can spend every living moment thinking 
how can I get out alive? 
but is it really then, can you really call it 
hey man, just shut up and drive 

I thought we'd be on the road all night when that ice storm hit in Texas 
and when we pulled into the gas station it was like a frozen oasis
oh, sweet mama, does that neon sign shine for me? 
Is there a street where my name glows all through the night? 

and I've never read (America) 
no I've never been (America) 
I just never went (America) 
I have never seen (America) 

all my fantasies are faking orgasms 
they're only in it for the money I made up for them 
I trade in ideas, opinion and artistry 
and my face is on every dollar 

this is heaven but heaven is here 
this is heaven but heaven is hard 
because your lover is listening to music you don't know 
and you're tangled up in the headphone wires 

you know our problems, they don't end 
just because we get boy/girlfriends 
is this your salvation plan? 

there's only one type of love 
it's the loving kind of love 
but when you're mad at me it's the end of times 
and I'm mad at you all the other times 

have I ever really been in love? 
I guess I've never really been in love 
have I ever really 
not in the way I'm thinking 

real life's a mess 
but at least you're not paying rent 
you've been making it, maybe even breaking even 
you oughta be content 

it doesn't make sense 
you're still sitting on the fence 
when the yard is yours 
and it was money well spent 

and I've never read 
no, I've never been 
I just never went 
I have never seen 
America 
America 
democracy 
biographies 

civil rights! basically 
bright lights! living in the city 
second prize in a beauty pageant 
200 dollars, this is life, this is your life! 
America! 
this is heaven 
this is the place

America (Never Been)

Orange Flavored Lozenge

I was taking a shower, subjecting myself to a typical looping-thought interrogation of my gender identity, when the idea for this song popped into my head. Between the alternating fears of being too queer and not being queer enough, I protested to myself: “well, of all the things I’ve aspired to be, a man was never one”. I immediately started working that into a melody and as soon as I dried off I picked up a guitar and put chords to it. It’s such a direct statement that simple power-folk chords seemed to be the most fitting, and I think what we ended up with feels like an alternate-universe Green Day song about a Sisyphean struggle with gender identity

LYRICS:
Of all the things I ever did aspire to be, well
A man was never one
Of all the holy creatures in a sacred sea
A man was never one

If anything I got so ever tired of being
Such a cast-out sullen son
I cursed myself a faggot and a drama queen
To be such a sensitive one

But if you’re strong enough for long enough
This gender-bending catches up
Like sisyphus I’m sick of it
Let this gender rock roll a bit

For every time I felt that I had someone to be
Full of grit and sports and cum
I’m hanging up the title that was given to me;
A man was never one

But if you’re strong enough for long enough
This gender-bending catches up
Like sisyphus I’m sick of it
Let this gender rock roll a bit

A man can tell you anything he wants to get around
So why have I spent all my life waiting for the sound?

Of all the things I ever did aspire to be, well
A man was never one
Of all the holy creatures in a sacred sea
A man was never one

A man was never one
A man was never one


A Man Was Never One

This is by far my favorite song I’ve ever written. It started as sort of a pep-talk to myself, but ultimately became an ode to all artists and sensitive people. For me — and I think for a lot of creative people — everyday life can be excruciating. Your sensitivity can make you want to sequester yourself away from humanity and never share yourself or your art with anyone. But I want people to know that, despite how painful it can be, it’s always the right thing to put yourself out into the world

LYRICS:

You carry a tune that’s never been spoken
Water your hopes, promise something will bloom
Carry your heart out in the open
Never feel broken, ‘cause nothing is doomed

You ferry a light that’s never been shone in
Kaleidoscopes hoping to cut through the gloom
Blind to the sight, some shudder and whimper
Saddled and hindered, by something to prove

But it hurts, don’t it?

Stumble through nights where no no one is listening
Brooding and bristling and feeling alone
There will be times where bitterness slips in
Moody and missing what makes your soul whole

Yeah it hurts to, but it’s
Something you have to do, own it

You carry a line that’s never been written
Inspired and smitten, there’s millions to move
Carry your heart out in the open
Never feel broken, ‘cause nothing is doomed

It hurts, don’t it?
Even though it
Hurts you, share it
Hurts to bare it,
Hurts

Hurts, Don't It?

We're America Too

Quiet World

Your Familiar Face

PURCHASE AT BANDCAMP: https://supercassetteband.bandcamp.com/album/colorblind-sober

LYRICS:
	
So I think you're the bad guy 
So far I'm sober 
It's over, and over, and over 

So far, sleeping in my car, 
Next to the ocean 
The ocean 
The ocean 
The ocean 

air spray, 
Rusting out my bike chain 
Bare foot on blacktop 
Is burning and burning and burning 

Mickey's, 40s, shattered glass around me shows me 
Just what I could be 
If I let you into my life 

So you've taken my daughter 
But I can't blame you 
The monster got darker and darker 

Now that I think I'm better 
You don't know who I am 
Just the mania and opiates and 

Air spray 
Rusting out my bike chain 
Bare foot on blacktop 
Is burning and burning and burning 

Mickey's, 40s, shattered glass around me shows me 
Just what I could be 
If I let you into my life

Sober

Cute Thing

Twin Fantasy

Sober to Death

Bodys

Kimochi Warui (When? When? When? When? When? When? When?) - Car Seat Headrest

Lyrics:

I showed up for school with my soul in my pocket
The teacher was wearing a cross and a locket
And a grimace that told me I'd never be welcome
That Dungeons and Dragons would send me to hell
Some kid in the bathroom, between the bells ringing
Shared with me how he made peace with the demons
The advice that he gave me was written on paper
Passed between him and another tenth grader
Six simple words

Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan
Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan

The principal asked me how I had achieved it
I turned it around from a dunce to a genius
He wondered if I had been bribing the teachers
Or copying homework down under the bleachers
I told him that I had found God in my own way
In tablets, and horns, and the boys in the hallway
The head of the class, and I'm writing a speech
It'll be the best one that you ever did read and it's
Six simple words:

Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan
Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan
Beelzebub
Is full of love
Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan

My family's gathered in a circle
I'm 95, and I've lived a good life
My grandson, he hovers around to my bedside
He asks if I have any words of advice for him
And I do, listen in closely
Come on in close, I'll speak it softly

Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan
Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan
Beelzebub
Is full of love
Be gay
Do drugs
Hail Satan

Be Gay, Do Drugs, Hail Satan

Streaming: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/supercassette/invincibility-star

Lyrics:

Midnight and the air is warm
We’re back in town for the summer
With a Neutral Milk Hotel CD  blasting
We sang the whole thing through

12:10 when we pull it out
Gotta baggie full of treats
And we knock ‘em down
Now we’re coming up crooked in my childhood bedroom
Just picked up our

Invincibility stars
Immune to all forms of harm
Yes a dream comes true
When you take a little molly with your crew

Talkin crazy in a puddle of love
We tell each other that we’re talented and oh my god
We’re made of meat, we can’t believe just
How strange it is to be

Anything, but a kid in this room?
What are the odds that I’d run into you?
I don’t know why we have to decay on this earth but
I’m glad it’s with you

Invincibility stars
Immune to all forms of harm
Yes a dream comes true
When you take a little molly with your crew

Release me
Of everything
I wanna be
I wanna be
I don't want to go now
I don't want to go now
I don't want to come down
I don't want

Invincibility star
Immune to all forms of harm
Yes a dream comes true
When you take a little molly with your
Invincibility star
Immune to all forms of harm
Yes a dream comes true