Little White Lies

prod. chrstfr

written, composed and performed by SKXLR

"all who wander are not lost; but all who are lost sure do wander.."

LOST

Recorded on 7/29/25 at NeverBrokeAgain, a shitty cover by samoreye

Didn't Want to Have to Do It *shitty version*

Bleach Dreams is lo-fi slacker folk with surreal lyrics, deadpan delivery, and a mood somewhere between burnout and quiet acceptance. Recorded in my Atlanta kitchen with nylon-string guitar, it blends stream-of-consciousness storytelling and offbeat imagery — “I am a stain on the carpet at night, waiting for the bleach to come.”

For fans of Pavement, Silver Jews, early Beck, Alex G, and David Berman, this track drifts between dry humor and existential weight, channeling the hazy afternoons and restless nights of Southern summers.

Bleach Dreams

LOST ft chrstfr

Another One

страдаю, не могу себе места найти
только в твоих руках мне тепло
я знаю, в жизни хуже все будет, увы
но с тобой не так уж тяжело

страдаю

GAMBLE

amazing cover art by my friend lex!! :DDD

Song I wrote about the best kind of people making the best kinds of decisions. Thanks for stoppin by.

Stupid Angel

yung rizziano swagarotti
contact: swagboyjacksonn@gmail.com

Lost the password to my old account, so I will be uploading more music to this account.

Have been making music in multiple different genres for over a decade and a half (2009-present), have recorded 300+ Cassette Tapes and CD's, plus 200+ digital only albums.

Also a Radio Host under the moniker “The Sound Traveler” for the show “Both Sides of Midnight” on KMSU every 3rd Wednesday of each month.

I make a variety of musical compositions, ranging across multiple different genres and styles. From Techno, Lofi Hip Hop and Jazz Fusion to Experimental Folk, Noise Music and Classical Piano Pieces. 

www.youtube.com/@flowerbloom4609

www.youtube.com/@theretrobro5016

https://soundcloud.com/flower-bloom-54452212

Demos and things
Inspired by Chief Keef, Young Thug and Cream

Atlanta-based lo-fi slacker rock, somewhere between a shrug and a daydream.

I write, play, and record everything myself — usually in my kitchen — blending nylon-string guitar, deadpan vocals, and surreal lyrics that wander between dry humor and quiet existential weight.

For fans of Pavement, Silver Jews, early Beck, Alex G, and David Berman.

Songs about carpet stains, paper boats, and the slow hum of summer afternoons.

New tracks tagged #Mac Demarco