Best Friend (we used to be)

I recorded a few songs a few years ago. Wanted to record a few more, and I guess that is part of the lesson here. I feel like I've kept these songs to myself long enough. 

4. Redocation 2026

2. Sunchine 2026

3. The end Mix 2026

1. Soothesayer 2026

Blood's thicker than water.
That's what it always been.
It's thicker than, they say.
Baby I can't relate
Do you got some sin?

Iron ain't cold as blood isn't mold.
Don't know how your family's been or what your told.
Cause its thicker than sin.
And the worst case of living.
Is worrying about your sin.

Witches of water!
Calling out all my mommas!
Alo don't need no Sangro.
I got the band though! 
Ready to play again!

If I could be some kind of Hex Blood!
Would you love to ask me where my horn rubs?
If I could be some kind of Hex Blood!
Would you love to ask me where my horn rubs?

Was taken out by the BlackRock.
Just some other day.
Straight from the castle to the bay!
Nothing really changed...

Kind a miss my own dog barking baby!
Now I'm hunting devils, making tasties...

Witches of water!
Calling out all my mommas!
Alo don't need no Sangro.
I got the band though! 
Ready to play again!

If I could be some kind of Hex Blood!
Would you love to ask me where my horn rubs?
If I could be some kind of Hex Blood!
Would you love to ask me where my horn rubs?

Hex Blood

You pick me up!
You put me down.
You look around!
You turn around.
You got a sound?
To make her bounce!

But ain't got a moment of time.
You ain't got a life!
You wanna have a chance to feel the other lie?

Like baby won't you call my name?
I'm the king of all the men who love the game.

Put me back beyond the light!
My magic don't really got rights?

Voodoo girls, just wanna a bite!
Yea, Only women that love me are blacker than night.

That's the way it's always been.
Human's have a love for sin.
Demons walk within my mind.
But it's really just your eyes playing tricks in the light.

Got you mortified!
Got me so inclined!
Got you terrified?
For, I know!
I really want you.

What could you do?
When the old you?
In your bed
They Playing tricks in your head.
I can see clearly now is the old me.
But you wish I was dead instead.

You pick me up, so lets go!
I know we got a show!
You hanged on me, like before.
But you ain't got to know.
Like if I got any close!
I know I seem like I'm low...
We don't wanna do chores...
We go to grow!

I've seen this all before!
It's all in what we control!
Magic!

Got you mortified!
Got me so inclined!
Got you terrified?
For, I know!
I really want you.

I Really Want You

When its on my mind.
I think about you, all the time.
Maybe one day, I'll go and see you again. . .
But my life has just begun.
I still want your love.
But I know our time is through. . .

When I look at the things;
I Like.
I still think of you. 
And when you pick me up it's what a mom suppose to do.
We had a dream of children too
I worked to support you
I loved you
But you wanted too....

Leave, I understand, you a woman of the land
A Nomad...
But maybe we could have
Something glad
But I know its through...

When its on my mind.
I think about you, all the time.
Maybe one day, I'll go and see you again. . .
But my life has just begun.
I still want your love.
But I know our time is through. . .

When I feel doomed. . .
You worry about the way, I choose. . .
What could I do?
To keep the love of you?

To get back to you!
Sometimes, I'm sad it's true.
When you win you still lose...
And maybe its my fault but I can't be blamed for it all

I know I'd still choose
To get to you
But you all you wanted to do is

Leave, I understand, you a woman of the land
A Nomad...
But maybe we could have
Something glad
But I know its sad...
Cause I know its through...

When its on my mind.
I think about you, all the time.
Maybe one day, I'll go and see you again. . .
But my life has just begun.
I still want your love.
But I know our time is through. . .

When its on my mind.
I think about you, all the time.
Maybe one day, I'll go and see you again. . .
But my life has just begun.
I still want your love.
But I know our time is through. . .

No Love For The Nomad

No Love For The Nomads

Song 'Fraction' by pop punk & alt rock band Midnight in November from Manchester, UK

Lyrics:

Look close, what do you notice?
On my toes, can hardly cope with this.
I'm all alone and you should've known better. 
What will they say? When they discover
You were the one, you went away
Then picked up the phone on your way home to say
Miss you baby, can't stay away,
I was wrong to leave you before.
But you're all talk, yeah, where's your action?
I need something whole, not a fraction. 
We both say we can't stay this way,
It's so long of making mistakes.
You just look for a reaction
But I need something whole, not a fraction. 
Not a fraction. 
You walked through the door like nothing had changed, 
You hung up your coat, all very strange
When you were the one to say that we're done completely. 
My head is scrambled, you made a mess
Of all that I gave you but I must confess that
I like to hear when you say those words to me. 
Miss you baby, can't stay away,
I was wrong to leave you before.
But you're all talk, yeah, where's your action?
I need something whole, not a fraction. 
We both say we can't stay this way,
It's so long of making mistakes.
You just look for a reaction
But I need something whole, not a fraction. 
And maybe it's clear that we're not meant to be.
And maybe it's clear, but still I hope you're there for me. 
And maybe it's time that we just stop our games. 
But each and every time, you say that you'll be here. 
Miss you baby, can't stay away,
I was wrong to leave you before.
But you're all talk, yeah, where's your action?
I need something whole, not a fraction. 
We both say we can't stay this way,
It's so long of making mistakes.
You just look for a reaction
But I need something whole, not a fraction. 
Not a fraction. 
Not a fraction, not a fraction.

Fraction

Indie pump up song about dealing with a fella who forgot his manners. 

Have you ever seen that movie Warrior with Tom Hardy? Remember that scene with Mad Dog in the gym? Where Mad Dog gets his ass handed to him by Tommy?  Mad Dog is all like ok so you wanna be a hero? 

This song is my retort to that. Yes indeed sir I do as a matter of fact! I stacked like eight tracks of my own vocals shouting, going for a pub song thing. It's just my voices and my ratty acoustic and an 808 pattern. 

Yes indeed I do sir in fact
You're a bully and I can't stand for that 
Listen up I've had enough 
Put em up fisticuffs 

Why yes sir I wanna be a hero
Why yes sir I do wanna  be a hero

Ok you're much bigger than I am 
Guess what I'm still the bigger man
Throwing your weight around 
Mr Big stuff going down 

Why yes sir I wanna be a hero 
Why yes sir I do wanna be a hero 

You crossed the line when you crossed mine 
You and I shall address that slight 
You've said some words 
That can't be unheard
Apologize or I shall set you right!

Ok, So You Wanna Be a Hero?

After updating the system to a more modern equivalent I was nicely surprised with the increased quality of sound. That inspired a sustained creative output which results in this bunch of tunes. 
There are a couple of longer jams, but in the main shorter/to the point (or not to the point) songs.
The styles vary in texture, but still have an alt pop/post pop heartbeat. 
I feel a new creative era is upon me.

reputation

nextstep

conversation starter

You took my spine
Put it in a pot
Pressed it straight
Served with jelly snot

Baby, I could tell you drink brandy
But ain't got the candy

Smoothed my tongue
Polished my accent
Until it wasn’t my own
Just another Black man

They don't take us seriously, anyway

Hung me up
Like Liberal lobby art
“Employee of the Month”
Conservatives don't have a heart

Either way
You answer to the same boss
Were all in the pot

Every flaw
You think of hope
Every boundary
You need a rope

Please just hear me out
Before you get shot

Opportunity
Wears a tie
Shakes your hand
Watches you die

We are serving you PRIME SLOP

Roll it out on the table
Across the floor
Wipe your boots
Sloblins want more

Why live to live
When you got flavor
So many new ones
To change behavior

Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop

Try not to get too addicted
Though we made this for you
Unnatural savory rock
Made by the chosen who eat food

Your stomach was branded
But the men who handled
All the love to your mother and son
To your husband and your daughter
Right to your rump

Big bodies look nice
When you got ice
To offset the sugar and spice
You don’t use right

Hope you thrive in paradise
For the fatties and their crimes
Scientists cooking recipes
While the cooks are forced to hide

Opportunity
Wears a tie
Shakes your hand
Watches you die

Serving you PRIME SLOP

Roll it out on the table
Across the floor
Wipe your boots
Sloblins want more

Why live to live
When you got flavor
So many new ones
To change behavior

Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop
Sloblins like my slop

Sloblins Like My Slop

Waiting Alone

A song about aging, existential dread, and the comforting realization that we're all headed to the same place.

measure

Looking back on the glory days of Warzone

Rhythm in the Ring Light: Music for Late Night Queues, Vol. 1

Lockdown Days

If You Want Blood

Serve The Art began as a thrash metal band in the ’90s loud, raw, and built on the energy of that era. Over time, it grew into something larger than just a music project.

What started as a focus on our own sound evolved into a commitment to supporting artists who deserve to be heard. Serve The Art now exists as a space where creators can share music freely including work from their past without the pressure to chase trends, algorithms, or corporate expectations.

We’ve always respected our metal roots. That intensity, honesty, and emotional weight still shape who we are. But growth means staying open. We’re exploring new sounds, new voices, and new forms of expression while staying true to where we came from.

Serve The Art is built on authenticity. No manufactured hype, no artificial engagement, no pretending to be something we’re not. We don’t chase artists or flood inboxes. Most artists work with us over time to realse singles without the stress of music business, we are just kind of here for the music. If someone connects with what we’re doing, it happens naturally.

At its core, Serve The Art is about creative freedom turning lived experience, struggle, and imagination into something real.

No masks. No noise. Just art. We are our own community.

🤘 We serve the art fully and honestly. 🤘

Real dude not AI slop. Indie pop. Bedroom recordings, warts and all.

We stand together when the world drives us apart.

BESTiE are a band from Vancouver, Canada whose influences are summer, ice cream, the beach, girls, floating down a river in an inner tube, high fives and heart break. 

Recorded at Magnetjack Gold Coast and Hobart (1994-current) using 
ADAT
4 track tape
PC with (& without) Phase 24FW audio interface - running Sony Acid & Ableton Live
Mac Book Pro with UAD audio interface - running Apple Logic Pro X & Ableton Live

Craig Hulsman - guitars, keyboards, viola, percussion, various odds n sods, production, and singing.

Musical companionship from........ 
Greg Quinn - bass and guitar
Mark Hulsman - piano/keyboards

The songs are original and quite often come with a folk pop heart, but electronic and rock influences are common. 

Lyrically songs are varied - love is central to life, so that comes up, but the human psych gets a big nod, and there's analysis of the world at large.

Please enjoy!

Attempting to recapture the best years. Punk is dad.

Writer / Illustrator / Designer / Martial Artist / Gamer

New tracks tagged #Dad Rock