Hard Times is an old track from 2012 when working on an experimental Hard Disco EP. The Album was about the relations between the Police Force and Criminals. - JIGOKU, Die By Power

Hard Times (Freestyle Disco) (2012) - REMASTER 2025

a love song between a molt and what was left behind

molt duet (sketch)

original elephant written at the height of covid:
https://soundcloud.com/winkyface/shellephant

sequel elephant

brain soup v1

prayer labyrinth (sketch)

sampling a random explicit video's background music live in the window. the sound is entirely from the video in one take. minor audio mastering but otherwise recorded straight from the cell phone mic.

new AGLA coming soon!

the vapours (live)

i heard the rapture was trending online and i was like i wrote a song about this 14 years ago! 

so enjoy some throwback to the simpler apocalyptic tunes of 2011 and why not check out the rest of the album while youre at it. it's really early stuff but i still find things to enjoy about it. thanks for listening.

https://winkyface.bandcamp.com/album/winkyface

winkYface - Post-Rapture Blues (2011)

sampled from a live sessions where i was playing drums and then played new keyboards overtop and a mumblecore improv

lyrics are something like:

youre a doll about it
called a job about it
some're gone
some'll come
what a loss
what a boss
????
thank you for supporting 
adventures

honestly tho you work
you will fall in the dirt,
musician-truther,
one-toother,
mask a death at the museum
invite the devil in and
olympus smiles ("san soleil")
we be talking about mons 
(for miles) and beyond that 

in fact, some'll say a thong about it
got a song to sing about it
wall-to-wall a-holla
gotta talk the talker
forgot to bring the walker
simmer down a little longer
no one want to hear about your problems

err...

that's the luck about it
it'll be all skull eventually
????
and politics'll be the death of this
(try ta) crawl up in your mother's titty
take a hit
what'd you say about this here meow?
some relevance about the long pause
now, applause!
that's all!
sha!

"space" jam (tech_support_beat)

☁️ Remember when September still flirted with sunshine and you thought life had meaning? Yeah, me neither. October rolled in like that one friend who always brings fog, steals your lighter, and whispers "holy holy melancholy" in your ear until you surrender to wet streets and early darkness.

This track is basically a sad love letter to the last warm beer garden evening, a breakup with summer, and a moody autumn hymn for everyone who stares at raindrops on windows like it’s a Netflix drama.

⚡ Expect chillwave layers, foggy synth pads, and the ghost of August haunting every note.
⚡ Warning: side effects include staring out of bus windows dramatically, writing unread messages, and Googling “can you get vitamin D from a kebab shop neon light?”

If you’ve ever thought “this drizzle is my personality now” — this one’s for you.

Lyrics:

September faded warm, it slipped right through my hands,
Now October breathes in shadows across this quiet land.
The fog creeps low at sunrise, the air is sharp and thin,
I trace the ghost of summer, but I can’t get back within.

August whispers like a photograph,
Two months gone, never coming back.
The streets are wet, the silence deep,
The sky bends down until I sleep.

Holy, holy melancholy,
Wraps around and won’t let go of me.
Deep clouds pressing on my soul,
Pointless days that swallow whole.
Holy, holy melancholy,
You’re the hymn of autumn’s elegy.

Early dark descends like ink upon the page,
Hopelessness grows louder, a quiet kind of rage.
Each streetlight hums a requiem, each raindrop marks the time,
And I keep drifting further from a meaning I can’t find.

September’s warmth feels like a dream,
But October cuts in muted schemes.
I walk alone through empty skies,
With every breath the summer dies.

Holy, holy melancholy,
Wraps around and won’t let go of me.
Deep clouds pressing on my soul,
Pointless days that swallow whole.
Holy, holy melancholy,
You’re the hymn of autumn’s elegy.

Fog in the morning, silence at night,
Life feels so fragile under dim streetlight.
If summer was a promise, autumn is a lie,
And winter waits with colder eyes.

Holy, holy melancholy,
Sing your song and bury me slowly.
Deep clouds pressing on my soul,
Pointless days that swallow whole.
Holy, holy melancholy...

Melancholy

luscus rex

Follow for Follow, Like for Like. Support each other. No one else will. Philadelphia born and raised. I started off creating fusion and post-style music influenced by the JRPGs I grew up playing in the 90s and early 2000s. I've been producing music since 2004 using the software Fruity Loops (from an old friend who introduced me to it) when it was just a simple sequencer before becoming a full fledged DAW (FL Studio). I composed music for fun and still produce for fun. Though I create Electronic, Pop, Hip-Hop, Metal, etc, I spend most of my time listening to classical and neoclassical genres of music. I have a love for all music. If anyone wants to collab, hit me up in comments or messages. Thank you. Love you all.

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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!

weird you can't wear
new tracks by 5 Rocket World artists winkYface, AGLA, Clouds for Sale, and Banana Bones

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New tracks tagged #Postwave