Marie Maria is an alternative rock duo from Montreal led by two female vocalists who weave French and English into every song. With 'Creep Le Creep' they reimagine Radiohead’s classic with raw emotion, layered harmonies, and an intimate back-and-forth that makes the familiar anthem feel fresh and hauntingly new.
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LYRICS:
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Quand t’étais là avant  
When you were here before  
Je pouvais pas te voir  
I couldn’t see you  

T’es comme un ange  
You’re like an angel  
Your touch makes me weep  
Tu flottes comme plume  

You float like a feather  
Dans ce monde si beau  
In this beautiful world  

J’aimerais être spéciale  
I wish I could be special  
Toi, t’es si spéciale  
But you, you’re so special  

Mais moi, je suis un monstre  
But me, I’m just a monster  
Je suis un bizarre  
A weirdo in the dark  

Qu’est-ce que je fais là?  
What am I even doing here?  
Je n’ai pas ma place  
I don’t belong, I fear  

Peu m’importe si ça fait mal  
I don’t care if it hurts  
Je veux tout contrôler  
I want to control it all  

Je veux un corps parfait  
I want a perfect body  
Je veux une âme parfaite  
A soul untouched, flawless  
Je veux que tu voies  
I want you to see  
Quand je ne suis pas là  
Even when I’m away  

T’es si spéciale  
You’re so special  
J’aimerais être spéciale  
I wish I could be special  

Mais moi
Je suis un monstre  
But me
I’m just a monster  
Je suis un bizarre  
A weirdo in the dark  

Qu’est-ce que je fais là?  
What am I even doing here?  
Je n’ai pas ma place  

I don’t belong
I fear  

Oh, oh  
Oh, oh  
Oh, oh  
Oh, oh

Elle s’enfuit encore  
She’s running away 
Again  

Elle s’enfuit  
She runs away.

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CREEP LE CREEP | MARIE MARIA | RADIOHEAD ROCKS MONTREAL

Ashes in Bloom is a sonic wasteland stitched with poetry and pulse — a debut album that drifts between ruin and revelation. Each track is a fragment of memory scorched by time, where rust becomes rhythm and silence is sharpened into verse. From the spectral ache of Ghosted Sands to the slow unravel of forgotten names, this project doesn’t ask for attention — it demands reflection.
Crafted by Words Of Anthrax, this album is a testament to survival through sound. No filters. No fame-chasing. Just raw emotion carved into melody.
Play it loud if you’ve ever felt haunted. Let it linger if you’re still searching.


Fragile Sounds (1)

Ghosted Sands

Syringe

Pain  (1)

Last Dance

Ulcer

Shackled Muse

Your Heart, My Grave

Bleeding Diaries

Words Of Anthrax is the poetic scream of a soul unfiltered.
A one-man project born from verses too raw for silence—where poems became songs, and songs became survival. Blending alternative rock, metalcore, and spoken confession, this music doesn’t ask to be heard—it demands it.
Every track is a wound carved in rhythm.
Every lyric is a prayer for the unheard.
This is not rebellion. This is requiem.
Written, performed, and produced by a poet who bleeds truth into every line.
You don’t listen to Words Of Anthrax—you feel it.
Debut album out now.
Minimalist. Violent. Honest.

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



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