GLAMOR

Closure

Eles Não Sabem Quem Sou

Lyrics:
A fate so cold
A life so bleak
A world unknown to thee

My hands shake as I reach the temple
The stairs quake with every step
Losing any semblance of composure

Approaching the final step
I look up and I see
(I see)

My hands tremor with fear
(My legs shake in agony)
My arms fall in atrophy
(Where did I go)
What happened to my life

What happened to my life
(My life)
Can I even be free again
(Again)

I feel nothing
Except this dark pain within me
This agony never seems to end
Where did the real me go

Where did the real me go?

My hands tremor with fear
(My legs shake in agony)
My arms fall in atrophy
The Earth quakes below my feet
(Or is it me)
Shaking in fear
Trembling, I just can't bear

The pain inside
My heart cries
For another life
For me to come back alive

Just wake me up

My hands tremor with fear
(My legs shake in agony)
My arms fall in atrophy
The Earth quakes below my feet
(Or is it me)
Shaking in fear
Trembling, I just can't bear

The tears inside can't seem to escape
My eyes closed tight
I wish, that I could just be free again

Instrumentation, Lyrics, Vocals, Production: Failure of a System

Tremor

Debaixo do Sol

This one is pure chaos and pure truth. I wanted to capture what it feels like when your brain won’t stop expanding, when every spark is a storm, every idea collides, and silence is impossible. It’s overwhelming, destructive, beautiful, and alive all at once.

The lyrics live in that contradiction: depression fog, anxiety spirals, dopamine fires, and yet inside the mess there are galaxies forming. What looks like a deficit from the outside is infinite from the inside. This track is me turning disorder into design, chaos into constellation.

Bigger picture? This is Shiitake Products at its core: rebellion against the idea that we need to be fixed. It’s not about fitting the mold—it’s about burning a hole through it until the stars shine through.

Lyrics

Brain like a black hole
Swallowing seconds, bending flow
Sixteen storms collide at once
A universe wired in the punch

47 tabs in a cosmic mess
Tear the rig apart, no time for rest
2am hands in the wires and dust
Every spark screams in chaos I trust
Depression fog in the hard drive hum
Anxiety razor through the kick drum thrum
But the scatterbrain fractals I create
Are galaxies they can’t replicate

Noise in my chest, fire in the static
Scatter becomes cinematic
Broken rhythm, perfect sin
Infinite starts where deficit ends

They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Chaotic mind, constellation design
Every fragment of the storm is mine
They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Galaxies burn in the mess of my head
But the stars keep speaking instead

Anxiety spiral, dopamine fire
Fog in my chest, code rewired
Every crash becomes a blade
Cutting new shapes from the mess I made
Not clean, not calm, just deep
Infinity beats in the glitch I keep
Wires tangled, soul unchained
My chaos never stays contained

They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Chaotic mind, constellation design
Every fragment of the storm is mine
They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Galaxies burn in the mess of my head
But the stars keep speaking instead

Deficit, nah, infinite
Not a curse, just intricate
Every glitch, a pulse, a path
Every failure feeds the math
Infinite, infinite, infinite
It was never a deficit

They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Chaotic mind, constellation design
Every fragment of the storm is mine
They call it a deficit
I call it a different kind of infinite
Galaxies burn in the mess of my head
But the stars keep speaking instead

No deficit, never was, just infinite

ADHD Supercluster

Fabricated.2

a rough debut ep containing demos and an unfinished track

unfinished track 6 [all roads lead to Rome (or Florence if you're lucky)]

it's always the same story...

there's only so much space in a middle-class bathroom

woes of wishful thinking

5 centimeters per-second

Heavy Metal publisher based in the U.S. We aim to bring unknown and small metal bands / groups together.

Pre-save my new album out August 15th called Flinch, Then Ignite:  https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/shiitakeproducts/flinch-then-ignite

I built Shiitake Products because the world needed a home for beautiful nonsense and soul-splitting truth.

- Sometimes that looks like a dancefloor meltdown at 2am.
- Sometimes it’s a button that says “Mildly Okay Human.”
- Sometimes it’s a whispered hymn to grief.

It’s all real. It’s all me. This is my multiverse—and you’re invited.

Here, AI collides with human emotion to create music that actually means something.
From dark trap bangers to cinematic alt-rock anthems, from emo-folk confessionals to glitch-satire ballads—every track is a story, a mood, a moment.
Not built for algorithms.
Built to feel.

🎧 Genres? Trap. EDM. Alt-rock. Rap-rock. Folk. Comedy. Chaos.

🧠 Themes? Rage. Love. ADHD spirals. Existential dread. Healing. Heartbreak. Hope.

🎯 Mission? To punch through the noise—and hit something real.


🔥 Want your story turned into a song? I do that.

🎁 Every listen helps fund more sonic experiments, more weird merch, and more beautiful noise.

🔗 Links:
🎶 Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/7Hk4B9nLJs5XwqQEqOdMaU
🍎 Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/shiitake-products/1766960367
☕ Support / Custom Songs: ko-fi.com/shiitakeproducts
🌐 More chaos: shiitakeproducts.com

⚠️ Marketers & "design bros" beware: I will waste your time on purpose.

*** Hey, if you are a a Vocalist/Lyricists, hmu. I'd really like to take this project out of instrumental-ville. Thanks <3***

Man so this is just a SoundCloud I was using to share music between musician friends and try to show some friends what I was looking for as far as sound: But so far everybody busy and shit so I'm just gonna keep on truckin

Email: Austgrego@gmail.com

New tracks tagged #POST-HARDCORE