Welcome to the emotional breakdown you can tap your foot to.

This is bittersweet indie rock for anyone who's ever been told “great job” and responded with a sarcastic grunt, only to cry about it later in the break room. A jangle pop shimmer wraps around a post-punk spine, while guitars sparkle like cheap champagne under flickering office lights, and the bassline grooves with the quiet confidence of someone who definitely read the manual twice.

Vocals? Conversational, like you're overhearing a genius complain to a vending machine.
Lyrics? Oh, just your usual mix of solder fumes, time loops, and existential microns.

🎸 Clean guitars twinkle with emotional repression.
🥁 Drums march like a to-do list with abandonment issues.
🎤 The chorus—“Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway…”—is the sound of someone almost taking a compliment, then tripping over it.

This isn’t just a song. It’s a melodic sigh, a shrug in four-four time, a hug for the burnout romantics who still believe in precision, even if only to escape their feelings.

🔩 For the overthinkers.
📉 For the under-celebrators.
💔 For the blueprint poets.

“Why am I — always this guy?”
We don’t know, man. But your suffering sounds fantastic.

Lyrics:

My coat smells like solder and sleepless regret
I trace blue lines with a cigarette
The cleaner hums, the deadline leers
It’s Monday again — or is it next year?

🎶 Why am I — always this guy?
Staring down ghosts through a laser eye
Chasing one micron ‘til my soul goes blind
Clock hands spin but I stay behind
My oh my — just leave me alone
I’m twenty-two in a thirty-zone 🎶

I talk to machines more than I talk to friends
I fix what’s broken — then break it again
Dreams dissolve in factory light
We build the stars, but forget the night

🎶 Why am I — always this guy?
Falling for rules I forgot to defy
Measuring worth in invisible lines
Living on graphs, avoiding the signs
My oh my — just leave me alone
I’m still in the lab when the lights are gone 🎶

And we all said we’d change the world
Now we redraw specs and wipe the curls
Every win’s a softer fall
We miss the glitch, then fix it all

🎶 Why am I — always this guy?
Trapped in a dance where the beat won’t die
One micron left, one breath to take
A promise we never meant to break
My oh my — just leave me alone
I'm carving dreams into silicon stone 🎶

🎵 Just one micron wide...
Between the man I am… and the one I hide... 🎵

Why am I — always this guy?

I have decided to take you into my studio lair for a peak into the cobwebs, corners and hidden nooks; the very mad-house of my thinking, or at least as best I can recollect the moments of……"Song Creation". I will use a single song to highlight my process. My friends and fellow song creators may recognize strands of their own process here, however, it is understood, that song formation has no right way or wrong way. It is as individual and eclectic as art itself. That is what keeps it fun. I will keep the write-ups short but will pile them on in increments until you or I have had enough. You can find these write-ups at this link: https://davidhusted.com/blogs/1-sleeping-softly-in-this-bed/posts/7601774/one-song-s-journey

Thank You

Dave

Song Lyrics
Eclipse
By David Husted


I'm trapped by a devil who controls the scrolling screen  
When I come back up I can't remember my name
so filled with dread cuz I'm waitin' on that judgement day
Swipe away this lonely pain

Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse, burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?

It's been three days since I threw my phone away
All went quiet but the tears and body shakes  
And the day light bows to the moon's deep blues
And in this mystery, I still miss you
 
Tik-Tok, Reels and YouTube Shorts  
I'm jacked in, I can't abort
Cut this thread or waste away

Woke up on the sand with waves erasing your name
Eclipse,  burning my eyes as she takes me to a higher plane
This veil of flames, and I don't know how much time remains
As daylight dims, this might be it
This might be it, will I taste the world again?



Eclipse

BehindTheShades

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Visit davidhusted.com to encounter my music in a deeper way.

Deep bow of gratitude to you for giving my music a listen, for liking, for commenting and/or for sharing when any given song resonates with you.  You help create a community that lifts music out of the nooks and crannies and allows it to be heard a little bit more than it otherwise might have been.  Thank You sincerely for that. Gratias tibi ago; Pax!

I love to create music.  It is really that simple.  

Dave

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