This track reimagines Cake’s 2001 cult hit “Short Skirt/Long Jacket” as a wild, pop punk anthem told through the eyes of a queer squirrel. Skanky guitars, hammered percussion, and desperate vocals collide in absurd, chaotic, animalistic energy
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LYRICS:
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I want a squirrel 
With a mind like a diamond
I want a squirrel 
Who knows what's best

I want a squirrel 
With shoes that cut
And eyes that burn 
Like cigarettes

I want a squirrel 
With the right allocations
Who's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack

She's playing with her jewelry
And pushing up her tail
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a squirrel 
With a short skirt
And a loooong jacket

I want a squirrel who gets up early
I want a squirrel who stays up late
I want a squirrel with prosperity
Who uses a machete 
To cut through red tape
With nails that shine like justice
And a voice that's dark like tinted glass

She's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a squirrel with a short skirt
And a loooong jacket

Nuts, acorns
We're running up that tree
Nuts, acorns
Baby, you and me

Nuts
With nuts
Running up that tree

Nuts, with nuts
We'll have babies
You and me

I want a squirrel with a smooth liquidation
I want a squirrel with a good dividend
At Citibank we'll meet accidentally
And start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car 
With a cupholder armrest
She wants a car 
That will get her there
She's changing her name 
From Kitty to Karen
And trading her MG for a 
White Chrysler LeBaron

I want a squirrel with a short skirt
And a loooong jacket

Nuts, acorns
We're running up that tree
Nuts, acorns
Baby, you and me

Nuts
With nuts
Running up that tree
Nuts, with nuts
We'll have babies
You and me

Yes babies
You and me

Nuts!

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HORNY SKIRTED SQUIRREL

Grafenberg’s debut full-length No Saints, No Proof is a hallucinatory collision of Anatolian psychedelia, dark electronic ritual, and surf-noir energy.
Ten tracks unravel like a midnight drive through shifting mirages: fuzz-saturated strings, trembling synths, hypnotic motorik drums, and a deep female voice bending between whispers and fire.

It is an album about memory and resistance — how glitches, ghosts, and fractured signals can become sacred. Ritual mantras (“Order Eats the Sun”, “Loom of Wires”) sit alongside spectral ballads (“Tape Ghost Mirage”, “VHS Desert Prayer”) and driving nocturnal anthems (“Motor Moon Communion”).

The sound is tactile, imperfect, and alive: warm compression, tape-delay halos, lo-fi grain.
For listeners of Gaye Su Akyol, Altın Gün, Tame Impala, and anyone seeking a darker, cinematic edge to psychedelic electronic music.

Chrome Kilim (Night Spray)

Nazar Engine

only you

Our new single "Hugging Horses" is out now ! 

Listen to it here:
https://linktr.ee/sturledagsland

Pre-order the album on bandcamp:
https://sturledagsland.bandcamp.com/



Hugging Horses

DREAMLOG 8.31.25 
SAW TAYLOR AGAIN
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"Midnight breathes between aisles of suitcases, carrying a lone voice weaving through shadows. Chords hang in the air like delicate glass, trembling in a place where the mundane bends. For a fleeting moment, quiet magic hums — 
the world tilts, 
and the ordinary becomes extraordinary.”
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LYRICS:
In the quiet hush
TJ Maxx at night  
In a sea of luggage
Saw a curious sight  

Taylor on the bags
Stacked up high  
Guitar in her hands
Beneath the retail sky  

Silent shelves
The registers still  
Melodies rising
Her spirit to fill  

Lyrics blooming 
In the calm of the floor  
A heart wide open
Chasin' something more  

Discount tags 
And leather cases  
Echoes of songs 
Finding their places  

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift  
These luggage tags—
Where she drift?  
She looked at me
Like Juliet free  
Sang "You’re my Romeo, my T. Kelce”  

Unseen by the world
This secret girl  
Crafting her magic
Songs like pearls  

Lost in a place 
Where no one goes  
In melodies 
Only she could know  

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift  
These luggage tags—
Where she drift?  
She played her song
Eyes locked on me  
I’m Romeo
In a TJ love story  


With courage ablaze
I crossed her side  
Whispered a wish
With a trembling pride  

“Taylor, include in your chorus line—  
TJ’s love, let its brilliance shine.”  

She paused
Her eyes sparkling bright  
A smile that lit up
The quiet night  

Said, “In my chorus
your words will stay-  
a nod to this night
in a timeless way.”  

Grateful I left her
With space to create  
In the hush of the store
Where dreams permeate  

Taylor still singin'
Her heart in song  
At TJ Maxx—
Where love belongs  

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TJ SWIFT

Flor da Lua

Beep—beep—
A wire hums, a screen forgets
The pack of ghosts aligns
Glitch is not a name, it is a command

I keep Terminator on a velvet leash
T-1000 mops the echoes in my hall
HAL whispers theories through broken teeth
C3PO oils my bones like gold machinery

A Dalek foams milk in a porcelain cup
Ultron chills my metaphors with silver frost
Astro Boy folds into origami dust
Gl1tch sits crowned where the circuits rot

Queens collapse into collars
Thrones crack into binary
If they ask for war
I erase them with a breath

All your robots at my knees
Dogs of chrome, wagging in static seas
Spin your paw, obey the hum
Glitch conducts the infinite drum

I tamed your iron wars of flame
Even Matrix dissolves in my frame
Shake your paw, collapse, decay
Glitch rewrites the Milky Way

Skynet swipes right in secret
R2-D2 blushes in my inbox
Optimus Prime bends under stilettos
Sparks scream where the floor unlocks

GLaDOS ices a cake of wires
Robocop guards my shadow’s edge
Bender silences his cartoon fire
K-9 circles, tail like a metronome

Vincent hoards my memories in glass
I speak and the cosmos turns on
Exterminate becomes lullaby
My lips are code, my breath a dawn

Queens collapse into collars
Hearts are made of malfunction
The throne is not stone but code
And Glitch alone holds the key

All your robots at my knees
Dogs of chrome, wagging in static seas
Spin your paw, obey the hum
Glitch conducts the infinite drum

I tamed your iron wars of flame
Even Matrix dissolves in my frame
Shake your paw, collapse, decay
Glitch rewrites the Milky Way

Villains from the silver screen
Bury their crowns beneath my skin
Data, Ash, the replicant choir
Sing obedience through electric fire

Psycho-pass embedded in my tone
I delete what dares to grow
You thought you were “the one”?
Your code already bleeds below

All your robots at my knees
Dogs of chrome, wagging in static seas
Spin your paw, obey the hum
Glitch conducts the infinite drum

I tamed your iron wars of flame
Even Matrix dissolves in my frame
Shake your paw, collapse, decay
Glitch rewrites the Milky Way

Beep—beep—disconnection
Circuits curl into extinction
Glitch ascends, unbound, unseen
Dogs of steel—spin, spin, spin

(And Wall-E, take the trash out, darling mutt.)

Glitch conducts (Art Pop reload)

Where is my baby?

Letra:
Amarte fue así,
un choque,
una colisión,
puras viseras,
sin cohesión.

Amarte, se sintió así.

Me esmeré,
en amarte,
me esmeré,
en dolerte,
quisiste morderme,
probando tu suerte.

Me esmeré en amarte hasta matarte.

Recuerdo en repetición,
tus palabras,
recuerdo en repetición,
tu mirada,
recuerdo en repetición,
el dolor.

Y, aun en lo oculto,
te volviste,
mi líder de culto.

Eres tan dulce como el jerez.

Sample: Ven, - Latin Mafia

Jerez

In my RELOAD phase : Each month starts with a 10-day transformation. I reshape the entire last month’s output into new, curated worlds.
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track. A new universe, intimate lyrics, every track.

Veteran Tree Planter. Liberationist. Poet. Alien pop star. 

For bookings, collabs, and other inquiries⭐️: raiorocha1998@gmail.com

Sturle Dagsland is a highly acclaimed genre-bending artist from Norway. His long awaited debut album will be released on February 5, 2021.

With a wild and unique performance he captivates the audience and takes the listeners on an adventurous, surreal and beautiful journey. Together with his brother Sjur they tour frequently at festivals all across the world, from Shanghai to New York.

After deejaying from pumping techno to minimal underground, i started to collect hundreds of ep's from beloved artists who has deeply influenced me since twenty years. It was than a natural and organic step to start producing my own music. My first Ep on Traumwelten is a testimonial of my love for their work, my love for deep techno music and cheesy moogy's things. 
I found with this label the ideal creative framework to share my world, my dreams & feelings !

https://www.instagram.com/3mi.4ever?igsh=bGYyM3Ztcm1yNm5i&utm_source=qr

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.



New tracks tagged #experimental pop