In 1954, the U.S. Coast Guard logged a classified incident in the Lake Michigan sector, a few miles off the coast of North Manitou Island. The report, later declassified in fragments, referred to it only as “Operation Wraith Tide.” The official story claimed it was a “meteorological anomaly" but locals in northern Michigan knew better.

Fishermen had been reporting strange occurrences for months, fog banks forming in perfect circles, compasses spinning, radios picking up faint distress calls from ships that no longer existed. And then came the night of October 7th, 1954.

A small passenger vessel called the Harriet Dee vanished mid-transit between Leland and the island. Twenty-two people aboard, no wreckage, no survivors, not even oil slick. The next morning, an uncharted sandbar appeared where the Harriet Dee’s signal last registered. It was roughly half a mile wide, covered in dead gulls, seaweed, and rusted debris. Locals started calling it Dead Island.

For weeks, no one went near it, until a Coast Guard team attempted to land there. The official records say they found no human remains, only “organic residue inconsistent with aquatic decay.” Unofficially, one of the divers Lt. Raymond Pike, told his wife before vanishing a month later, “They weren’t dead. They were waiting.”

By winter, the island was gone. Nothing left but open water. But in 1969, a research crew from the University of Michigan captured sonar readings of what looked like a submerged structure, circular, hollow, with vertical pillars roughly matching the dimensions of a passenger ship’s hull.

For decades, there have been whispered reports from boaters and divers: flashes of light beneath the surface, figures seen standing in the mist, a woman’s voice humming an old sea shanty. One of the earliest radio operators who handled the original distress call claimed to hear a phrase that never appeared in the transcript: “We’ve reached the shore.”

Some folklorists believe Dead Island is connected to a 19th-century Ottawa legend about “the Sleeping Tide,” a place where drowned souls gather until the lake gives them form again.

The song “Dead Island” uses frequencies modeled after sonar pings taken from the 1969 dive recordings. The low-end distortion mimics underwater resonance, if played loud enough, some claim it interferes with radio reception within a mile radius. The final 12 seconds contain a hidden field recording of Lake Michigan waves taken near Leland, if you isolate it, a faint voice can be heard repeating, “We’ve reached the shore.”

Dead Island

Flashing lights

Libre Para Siempre

The Journey

Arena Rock best describes this hard edged tracj reminecent of the late 70;s to early 80's rock artists.

Glide

Mushroom girl, you wake the dead. 🍄

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I see you rising from the forest floor
Cap like violet, wide and worn
Your skin shifts color when the wind blows through
Tell me where you came from, who made you

[Pre-Chorus]
Dancing on your stem so thin
Oh, you're pulling me in

[Chorus]
You're the spore dancer, wild and strange
Born from dirt but you rearrange
Every thought inside my head
Mushroom girl, you wake the dead
Oh, you wake the dead

[Verse 2]
Your eyes are hollow but they see too much
Visions streaming when our fingers touch
Did you grow here or just appear one day?
In the morning mist you fade away

[Pre-Chorus]
Spinning on your roots so deep
Oh, you make me weep

[Chorus]
You're the spore dancer, wild and strange
Born from dirt but you rearrange
Every thought inside my head
Mushroom girl, you wake the dead
Oh, you wake the dead

[Bridge]
I watch you change from girl to bloom
Your spores fill up this tiny room
You speak in colors, breathe in time
Your mycelium wraps around my mind
Around my mind, ohhhhhh

[Verse 3]
When you dance the earth splits at your feet
Ancient wisdom in your heartbeat
You're not human but you understand
Take me with you to your fungus land

[Pre-Chorus]
Swaying with your arms spread wide
Oh, I'm on your side

[Chorus]
You're the spore dancer, wild and strange
Born from dirt but you rearrange
Every thought inside my head
Mushroom girl, you wake the dead

[Outro]
You wake the dead
You wake the dead

Spore Dancer

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Lyrics:

Said I love you on the very first day, that’s really how I felt about you babe
I knew it was probably crazy now I think about you daily
And I can’t let you go, let you go this way
Don’t know what else to say, I gave it all away
My biggest mistake was letting your heart break
Fuck, why didn’t I stay. Didn’t I stay 
The one that gave it away, that’s what you told me babe

We said I love you to the moon and back and nothing you do will ever fucking change that
I’m such a stupid fuck, never forget that
The way you look at me, I see the love but you’re unhappy
I know, trust me
I’m sorry baby
I never wanted this, just fucking hate me
still so caring when im not deserving 
You’re everything they couldn’t see
How it would be

the one that gave it away

Conquer the Storm is about the hurdles you overcome in life. 

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