Fifteen years in the making. This is not a concept album. It is a living document of growing up, burning out, and starting over. Some songs were written recently. Others are exactly fifteen years old.

I spent a long time avoiding releasing any of this. Nothing felt finished. One track did not sound like the next. I told myself they belonged in different projects. I told myself I needed a band to make it real.

I’m older now. I’m in a different place than when I started. I have stopped making excuses. I no longer care if the songs match or if the result fits any aesthetic or scene. It is messy. It is intense. And it could have been even messier.

This is the culmination of years I spent ruminating, navigating mental health challenges, scraping by, and trying to find meaning. This album isn’t confined to one genre.

The first eleven and a half minutes are pure rage and confusion. The next fourteen move into a kind of instrumental stillness, the eye of the storm. What begins in fury opens into peace, wonder, and a fragile sense of home.

At its core, this is about loss. The kind of loss that breaks a family apart. You try to piece it back together. You bleed from the effort. You scream. Then you stop. You get a broom and sweep up the shards.

You realize what you were chasing has always lived inside you. Everywhere becomes home. Everyone becomes family. Sometimes, you still look at your hands. You tend to the wounds that never fully healed.

The anger never left, but it’s different now. It has purpose. To channel a message of love, kindness, forgiveness, and authenticity. 

Mistake

Temptation

Cottage

Prudent

I love everybody who shows support yall will eat good

wat IM talm bout

Tap In I love you so much have a good day

Shellac By Unami Prod. TwinGlxcksss

“Jam the Jangle”
🎸 Indie Rock × Jangle Pop × Post-Punk
🎤 For fans of chaos, caffeine, and questionable solos

Ever wondered what happens when you let a band rehearse in a laundromat with broken amps and too many feelings? “Jam the Jangle” is your answer. It’s fast. It’s messy. It’s got more energy than a raccoon in a soda factory.

This isn’t just a song — it’s a mid-tempo meltdown.
Expect:
• Guitars jangling like a windchime in a tornado
• Lyrics that forgot their meds
• A drummer who swears this was all in 5/4
• And a front person who definitely studied “how not to front a band”

Perfect for:
– Headbanging in a library
– Moshing in your mind
– Or explaining to your ex why your band never made it (but should have)

🎶 Jam it. Twist it. Break up to it.
Because real music doesn’t care if it’s in tune — it just feels loud.

Lyrics:

You said we’d only play one song
Then plugged your dreams into the wrong amp all along
Your pick’s on fire, your strings are red
And I can’t feel my toes or head

The crowd's confused, the rhythm’s drunk
We built a bridge and blew it up in punk
You wore your sarcasm like cologne
And every chord turned into stone

🎶 Jam the jangle — twist it loud
Make it screech, make your parents proud
Jam the jangle — don’t hold back
Let the melody snap like a panic attack 🎶

The drummer’s lost, the bass is gone
You wrote a hook that lasts too long
But we keep playing, 'cause it feels right
Like biting dawn with neon spite

Our setlist’s inked in nervous sweat
No verse remembered — no regrets
You said, “Just follow my guitar”
I said, “Cool, but where you are is far”

🎶 Jam the jangle — smash it raw
Out-of-phase and against the law
Jam the jangle — break your fear
Let that tremolo bend your ear 🎶

This ain’t technique
This is sacred noise
A chorus of cracked wrists
And unemployed joys

🎶 Jam the jangle — twist it loud
Make it screech, make your parents proud
Jam the jangle — plug and play
Till the sky melts down and floats away 🎶

🎶 Jam the jangle… all the way 🎶
🎶 Jam the jangle… every day 🎶

Jam the Jangle

I Like By dontgottime ft Unami Prod. TAC 4 REMIX

This is Chapter 2 of my story.

I had finally escaped. I thought I was free. I found myself in a shining city, working remotely, earning money, feeling alive. I believed I had made it.

But freedom was an illusion.

What followed was burnout, collapse, a system that punished me for surviving, and a realization that I was still a prisoner — just in a more polished cage.

This story is real. This voice is synthetic. My full name is still hidden.

But if you want to help, if this resonates with you, visit my donation page:  
👉 https://ko-fi.com/vladagain 👈

Every bit of support helps keep me alive — literally.

Chapter 2: A New Life, Stolen Again

feeling down Prod. uforiah

My name is Vlad 🙋🏻‍♂️. I escaped mobilization, war, and total collapse — only to find myself trapped again.

This profile is my unfiltered story. No sugar-coating. No fake hope.

I worked in critical infrastructure. I fled to survive. I became a certified DJ. I kept fighting.

And yet… I ended up broke, blacklisted, and ignored — while the world kept smiling.

These are real stories. Narrated by AI, written by someone who’s seen the system chew people alive.

I’m not asking for pity. I’m building proof.

Support if you want. Listen if you care 🔽.

Northwest born, Midwest raised. 
Music = document of my life.
I leave the things I cannot carry here.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

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!

tell me who i sound like so i can change it lmao

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