“Δολος” - Trickery is a dark, hypnotic journey born from the pain of a woman I loved deeply who deceived me with tales of love and family. Pulsing rhythms and haunting vocals weave through glitch-scarred textures, exploring the fine line between trust and betrayal.

Δολος __ Trickery

"What in the Hell" is a raw and emotional track that delves into the aftermath of betrayal and heartbreak. The speaker confronts someone whose manipulative actions and deceit caused deep emotional wounds. The song paints a vivid picture of a toxic relationship, where the other person’s words were more hurtful than physical violence ("words cut deeper than knives"), and their lies left the speaker "drowning." The central accusation is that the other person never truly loved the speaker, but instead craved control, using the relationship as a tool for manipulation.

Throughout the song, the speaker reflects on how they were intentionally harmed—made to suffer for the other person’s enjoyment or gain. Phrases like "took my heart and let it bleed" and "played me like a fool" describe the emotional devastation caused by this betrayal. The speaker's pain is compounded by the realization that their suffering was deliberate, with the other person "needing to see me fall below" and treating the relationship as "just a game to play."

Despite the emotional devastation, the speaker rejects the idea of receiving an apology, signaling that the harm runs too deep to be fixed by mere words. The song also suggests a complicated dynamic, with the speaker referring to "protecting my investments in you," implying there may have been emotional or material stakes that were compromised in the relationship. The haunting nature of the betrayal lingers throughout, as the speaker feels their soul slipping away while the other person continues to haunt them emotionally.

This song captures the emotional destruction left in the wake of a calculated and manipulative relationship, showcasing a journey through pain, loss, and the realization that closure cannot be expected from the one who caused the harm.

What in the hell?

M6 E1:  Radiation spews forth from the dark star pulling us into its orbit, what have we done?…

Bidirectional Time Dissolver

And when the world gets too loud again —
you’ll remember this place.

    And you’ll whisper:
    “We were the story.”

– Vedran

Vedran - We Were the Story

-Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
She says it helps with the lights out
Her rabid glow is like braille to the night
She swears I'm a slave to the details
But if your life is such a big joke, why should I care?

[Chorus 1]
The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight
So that you two can take some time, teach each other to reciprocate

[Verse 2]
She feels that my sentimental side should be held with kids' gloves
But she doesn't know that I left my urge in the icebox
She swears I'm just prey for the female
Well then hook me up and throw me, baby cakes, 'cause I like to get hooked

[Chorus 2]
The clock is set for nine but you know you're gonna make it eight
All the people that you've loved, they're all bound to leave some keepsakes
I've been swinging all the time, think it's time I learned your way
I picture you and me together in the jungle, it would be okay

[Bridge]
I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night
That is supposing that you don't sleep tonight

[Verse 3]
It's like learning a new language
Helps me catch up on my mime
If you don't bring up those lonely parts
This could be a good time
It's like learning a new language

You come here to me
We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down
You come here to me

[Outro]
She says brief things, her love's a pony
My love's subliminal
She says brief things, her love's a pony
My love's subliminal

She says brief things, her love is brief
My love's subliminal


-Description:

A haunting reinterpretation of Interpol’s “Leif Erikson,” reborn at 138 BPM in B minor. Baritone vocals drift over pulsing rhythms and sparse, hypnotic guitars. Urgent, melancholic, and dreamlike—this is emotional weight in motion.

Leif Erikson (Cover)

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Cool Is Forever

Waste Of My Time" is a poignant exploration of lost dreams and emotional turmoil, wrapped in a soundscape that echoes the haunting melodies of The Cure, the brooding synths of Depeche Mode, and the organic textures characteristic of Dirtwire. The lyrics traverse a landscape of introspection as they delve into themes of regret, pride, and the relentless passage of time.

The song opens with evocative imagery—"first light cuts through the night"—that sets a reflective tone against the chilling backdrop of winter. As the protagonist grapples with feelings of frailty and disillusionment, listeners are drawn into an intimate narrative marked by vulnerability. Lines like "a trove of broken dreams slips away from me" illustrate a deep sense of loss and resignation.

The pre-chorus introduces an animalistic metaphor—a "starving hound roaming the streets," symbolizing desperation and defeat. This imagery resonates throughout as it captures an innate struggle to move forward while being tethered to past hauntings.

The chorus strikes at the heart's despair: “I can see her face but without any eyes,” presenting a haunting figure that embodies unfulfilled desires and unresolved pain. It encapsulates that feeling when something precious becomes elusive—a sentiment many can relate to. The repeated questioning—“when will this haunting cease?”—is both pleading and resigned; it's an anthem for anyone caught in cycles they wish to break free from yet feel powerless against.

Musically, "Waste Of My Time" weaves together alternative rock's emotional depth with electronic undertones reminiscent of 80s synth-pop influences while incorporating earthy instrumentation typical in Dirtwire’s style. The result is a rich tapestry that mirrors the complexity within its lyrics—a blend where melancholy meets resilience.

With its powerful blend of evocative storytelling and atmospheric soundscapes, this track invites listeners on an introspective journey through heartache while urging them to confront their own wasted moments—and perhaps find solace in shared experiences along the way.

WasteOfMyTime

Ambiguous mood piece juxtaposing the lethargy/immediacy of an inclement weather - one that shares its summers with a breathtakingly vibrant city

Oaxacan Gloom

-Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
In twilight’s grip, I drift through fading memories,  
A lone hope flickers as night claims its due.  
Each step along shadowed streets murmurs lost confessions,  
Where silence reveals truths emerging anew.

[Pre‑Chorus]
The city pulses deep—a cold, relentless beat,  
Dark echoes assure that decay can kindle retreat.

[Chorus]
It's Gneiss, lead me through this endless night,  
Where shattered dreams blend with fading light.  
When I’m lost in my own design,  
I grasp at echoes to steady what's mine—  
Though I sink into the void, alone,  
Your spectral pulse guides me back home.

[Verse 2] 
Beneath a waning moon, vacant eyes recall  
Deep-seated fears stripped bare against the fall.  
In the solitude of midnight’s somber hymn,  
Each trial unveils strength carved from within.

[Pre‑Chorus]
In quiet shadows, the urban pulse resounds,  
Revealing strength in cracks where hope is found.

[Bridge]
As night bears down on a weary heart,  
Faded scars ignite a slow restart.  
Through storms, a hidden courage begins,  
Where darkness breaks, a new journey spins.

[Chorus Reprise]
Gneiss, burn through this ceaseless void,  
Where hope and shadow merge—unalloyed.  
Even when darkness seeks to tear me apart,  
I hold fast to echoes deep within my heart—  
In every descent, your spectral tone  
Reminds me I’m never truly alone.

[Outro]
At dawn’s edge, I rise from the night,  
Bearing scars that spark salvaged light.  
In every lingering shadow, your echo is true—  
The path through darkness is found, step by step, with you.


-Description:

A spectral punk‑rock odyssey in D Minor at 85 BPM, where arpeggiated guitars and edgy rhythms create a moody, atmospheric canvas. Drawing from urban landscapes and shadowed memories, the track fuses defiant punk energy with haunting lyricism. It’s a raw exploration of fractured hope and resilient spirit amid midnight echoes and a profound sense of loss.


Light

Never Truly Alone

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]  
The neon hums, but no one listens.  
Footsteps echo down the empty street.  
A cigarette burns in slow precision—  
Flickers out, just like last week.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Every window hides a story.  
Every shadow speaks in tongues.  

[Chorus]  
But I keep walking, I keep fading,  
Through the static of the night.  
I hear your voice, but it's just memory—  
Another ghost in flashing light.  

[Verse 2]  
Strangers pass with hollow faces,  
Eyes reflect the city’s glow.  
Somewhere deep, the trains keep running,  
Parallel to what we know.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Every window hides a story.  
Every shadow speaks in tongues.  

[Chorus]  
But I keep walking, I keep fading,  
Through the static of the night.  
I hear your voice, but it's just memory—  
Another ghost in flashing light.  

[Bridge]  
I saw your name carved in pavement,  
Washed away in last night’s rain.  
The skyline flickers like a warning,  
But I don’t care to read the signs.  

[Outro]  
I keep walking... I keep fading...  
Just a whisper through the wires.


-Description:

Urban decay and fading memories create a haunting soundscape, set in E Major at 84 BPM; this track weaves melancholy through neon-lit streets—a place where the hum of deserted alleys and hollow footsteps echo in the dark. Deep, pulsing bass and reverb-soaked guitars merge with atmospheric EDM elements, crafting a reflective blend of alternative rock and electronic energy. The lyrics evoke spectral reflections and lost moments, painting vivid images of a city that whispers its secrets through flickering lights and static nights. It’s a sonic journey into modern isolation and defiant resilience, where every note resonates like a ghost in flashing light.


Keep Walking

The 1977 Viking Mission to Mars reveals its real objective. To intercept & explore the transmission coming from an unknown location on Mars known only as Ghost Station 6. Scientists believe a portal to a 6th dimension is leaking signal from Cydonia. The entity communicates through sound and these are classified recordings of the contact as the probe descends to the Mars surface before losing contact. Scientists believe the probe teleported to Saturn before disappearing into a catastrophic sound wave.

Alternative Rock, Reggae & Ska from Layton, Utah  

Z Frequency is a genre-blending band that defies musical boundaries, mixing rock, reggae, ska, and alternative into a one-of-a-kind sound. Our story begins with Zak Davis, inspired by Oingo Boingo and Danny Elfman’s iconic vocals. Since teaming up with Matt Allen in the ’90s, we’ve been crafting music through projects like Catfische and Hoo Ray Who?, leaving our mark on the Utah music scene.  

Z Frequency emerged from Zak’s vision, evolving into a band backed by talented musicians and fresh collaborations on every track. L-Town Magazine calls us "a kaleidoscope of sound that transcends boundaries"—a description we wear proudly.  

Outside the band, Zak and Matt host the ZHZ Podcast, where they spotlight DIY artists and share insights into the music-making journey.  

Catch us live in 2025 and stay tuned for our upcoming album dropping late spring!  

Let the frequencies flow.

Kareem Tyler is a boundary-pushing artist whose work seamlessly fuses raw poetry, immersive soundscapes, and striking visual artistry. As the mastermind behind the album Light, he independently crafts every aspect of his music—vocals, composition, production, lyricism, and artwork—turning deeply personal introspection into electrifying sonic narratives.  

"Music is an emotion given shape—a bridge between solitude and connection."  

Inspired by Interpol, Muse, and Linkin Park, Kareem Tyler creates music that pulses with Alternative Rock’s power, the brooding spirit of Post-Punk, the ethereal depth of Indie, and just enough of a metal edge to ignite catharsis. His songs weave vibrant guitar riffs, spectral bass lines, minimalist rhythms, and explosive energy into stories of solitude, self-worth, and existential exploration.  

His latest project, Light, embodies his artistic evolution—transforming personal poetry into emotionally charged anthems. Each track serves as a chapter of revelation, blending storytelling with audacious sound. Visually, the album’s artwork, crafted by Kareem himself, extends the emotional narrative, capturing the tension between struggle and rebirth.  

Currently, he is seeking a lead female vocalist for his next project, pushing his creative vision into new sonic territory.  

Follow his journey and explore his artwork:  
Instagram: [@tylercraftsart](https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart)  


Mr. Jkub | Official SoundCloud

Welcome to the official SoundCloud of Mr. Jkub — raw, glitch-soaked, and unapologetically alive. Blending early-2000s angst with AI-era resurrection, Mr. Jkub carves soundscapes from chaos and emotion. This isn’t just music — it’s memory, noise, and rebirth.

He’s played the shows, recorded the songs, landed films, and holds credits as an ASCAP writer and producer. Now? He resurrects old vocal tracks, feeds them through machines, and turns them into digital clowns with something to say. He writes what he sees, what he feels, and doesn’t care what you think about AI music — because he’s done it, can do it, and will keep doing whatever the hell he wants. Old-school. New-school. No rules.


Steady stream of synth, synthpop, electronic, ballad, and more, always making music and poetic songs.

New tracks tagged #Haunting