Turn the volume up. This is a high-energy punk rock anthem for anyone tired of watching the world go to pot. Driving drums, distorted power chords, and raw vocals collide in a fast-paced track built for shouting along.

Fast tempo. Power chords. No filters. A raw punk rock track about a world that’s gone off the rails.

[Verse 1]
Somewhere along the way
Something got fucked up
Somewhere along the way
Someone got corrupted
It seems like every day
The world's going to pot
And it's only getting worse

[Chorus]
I swear
This world's a fucking mess
It just ain't fair
I'm not trying to be a pest
But don't you dare
Try and put me to the test
Cause this world's a fucking mess

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
Somewhere along the way
Things went off the rails
We put a clown in charge
And he's full of tall tales
I don't know who to trust
Or what's fake news
I just know
I don't want to end up in a cell

[Chorus]
I swear
This world's a fucking mess
It just ain't fair
I'm not trying to be a pest
But don't you dare
Try and put me to the test
Cause this world's a fucking mess

[Instrumental]

Conduit - This World's A F**king Mess

"Not From Here" is a swirling Post-Punk trip through economic anxiety. Opening with a wall of feedback and a wah-heavy bass groove, the track uses phaser-drenched guitars and reverse cymbals to create a space that feels both expansive and claustrophobic.

Blending the grit of Garage Rock with the textures of Neo-Psych, it builds into a chorus of layered gang vocals that cry out against a system rigged from the start. It’s atmospheric, raw, and heavy with delay.

[Verse]
I am not from here
My days are slow
We all get along
Do you think you can get on?

[Pre-Chorus]
Try not to interfere

[Chorus]
We get what we want
And we know what we want
We know what we need
So tell me what you need

[Verse 2]
We got so much work to do
I guess it isn't work if it's what we love to do
You can join the ride if you think you're one of us

[Pre-Chorus]
You should have no fear

[Chorus]
We get what we want
And we know what we want
We know what we need
So tell me what you need

Conduit - Not From Here

This track is a wake-up call for a generation waiting on a savior or a lottery ticket to fix their lives. "Modern Problems" critiques the status quo and the apathy of those "diggin' their own hole." It’s a gritty Garage Rock reflection on how we cope when there is no end in sight, and the realization that the only way out is to save yourself.

A swirling Dance-Punk anthem about anxiety, apathy, and the status quo.

[Verse 1]
People holdin' up the status quo
Cryin'
"Oh no
We won't let go"
Now
Everybody's sufferin' in the same boat
They'd rather not know
They're diggin' their own hole
Now you're waitin' on a Saviour to appear
Or the lottery to fix your life
There's gotta be another way out of here
You gotta be your own Saint Peter tonight

[Chorus]
Modern problems
They are just so
So
Modern problems
How do we cope?
Modern problems
No end in sight
How do we make it through the night?

[Verse 2]
People screamin' that the world's not fair
With no clue how they got there
And all the lies that they've been fed for years
Are in one ear and out the other ear
Now you're waitin' on a Saviour to appear
Or the lottery to fix your life
There's gotta be another way out of here
You gotta be your own Saint Peter tonight

[Chorus]
Modern problems
They are just so
So
Modern problems
How do we cope?
Modern problems
No end in sight
How do we make it through the night?

[Bridge]
All your hopes and dreams
Hang on a thread
You better wake up now
Or you'll wake up dead

[Chorus]
Modern problems
They are just so
So
Modern problems
How do we cope?
Modern problems
No end in sight
How do we make it through the night?

Conduit - Modern Problems

A handful of gritty songs from early 2000's Stockholm band The Daiquiris. Music inspired by The New York Dolls, Blondie, Mink DeVille, Roxy Music, David Bowie and Lou Reed.

Daiquiris - Bad girl

Daiquiris - Jet Girl

Daiquiris - This town is your town

Daiquiris - My heart belongs to daddy

Daiquris - You're gonna love me too

Homeoffice Blender

It’s ok to not be ok,
that’s what the notice 
in the waiting room says

But “come on lad
try and pull your finger out”

There’s always someone
worse off than you
“So you’ve got a problem?
Yea, and me too”

“Come on lad,
try and be a better man”

It’s the same old trope,
the same old conjecture.
Keep telling me you’re right
but I don’t need a lecture.

It’s the usual folded arms
cynical gestures,
from the white coat ‘pro’s’,
same head test collectors.

It’s ok to not feel alright,
when you try and prove you’re mad
you’ve got to get it right

cos if you’re not on the floor
they’ll drag you to the door

It’s the same old shit
just a bigger shovel,
I could use a hand
but I just couldn’t grovel.

And my head is spinning
does that mean that I’m winning?

Because I don’t really 
think that I am,
I should be breathing air
but I’m living in a tin can.

It’s the same old shit
just a bigger shovel,
I could use a hand
but I just couldn’t grovel.

No I really don’t
feel like I’m winning.
I should be living clean
but I just fall for sinning.

It’s the same old shit,
just a bigger shovel.
I should write a book,
I’ll put it in a novel.

It’s ok to not be ok,
that’s what the poster 
in the waiting rooms say

But “come on lad
climb out of that tin can”

There’s a place in my head
where I go
when my swinging moods
are swinging way too low

That’s where I go,
any way the wind blows.

Up-hill struggles
aren’t meant to be easy,
I’d give you a run down
but it might make you queasy.

I don’t care
what other people say,
it’s ok to not be ok

It’s ok to not be ok,
It’s ok to not be ok.

It's Ok To Not Be Ok

The air is getting heavy in the doghouse,
the latest grab for money has been announced.
The Department for Woe and Persecution
has labelled me as part of the coming solution.

I could be a fighter if that’s how you wanna go,
my rules, not yours, I’ll teach you all I know.
I’ve got no time for pathetic to and fro’s.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

Just when I think 
I’ve got everything in place
I don’t recognise the signature 
I’ve never seen the face.
You say that what you do
is oh so full of grace,
well throw this dog a bone.

A mood is brewing on the mean streets,
the lamplights shine on the garbage heaps.
I’m not looking for salutation;
I’m only half man but I’m dogs creation.

Who’s that dancing in the shadows?
aiming to shoot their poisoned arrows.
Assumptions made around things they don’t know.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

Just when I think 
I’ve got all that I need
along comes a feral cat
to keep me up to speed.
They want something solid
but I never bend to greed.
This dog it runs alone.

Dog keep running. Dog keep running.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

Just when I think 
I’ve got everything I want
there’s a voice in my ear
to tell me that I’m wrong.
I could debate the subject
all day long…
leave this dog alone.

Now the rain is falling down on my back,
in the year of the dog the weather’s getting slack.
I’m gonna find my way back to my shack.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

The rain is falling down on my head
and there’s a haze of industrial red.
The rain is falling down on my head.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

It’s not what you think,
I just might be in need
after twenty careful owners
to that I concede.
If I’ve got a guilty face
It’s meant to mislead…
take this doggy home.

Now the rain is falling down on my back,
give a fiver to the Spaniel, you might get it back.
I’m gonna find my way back to my shack.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

The rain is falling down on my head
and there’s a haze of industrial red.
The rain is falling down on my head.
Dog keep running. Dog keep running.


Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

Dog keep running. Dog keep running.

Dog Keep Running

Sometimes you feel 
you’ve still got everything to prove
and your shadows keep following
your every move.
You’re making your way
towards the bright lights,
climbing to the top of the high rise.

There’s too much going on,
too much to think about,
an overload
of info I don’t care about.
Taking up my time
that I have left for living.
When the sun goes down
our shadows fade to nothing.

Keep a sense of contentment,
keep a sense of pride.
Consider all your achievements
it’s been a journey of a lifetime.

But the troubles of the world
leave you with misgivings,
if you feel that life
is catching up don’t you give in.
You could spend the time
that you have left to live in,
when the sun goes down
our shadows fade to nothing

You don’t have to 
carry that weight
now they’re giving you a key
to the pearly gates.
Accept it as a form 
of a well-earned prize,
make your way slowly 
to the high rise.

You could spend the time
that you have left to live in,
when the sun goes down
shadows fade to nothing

When the sun goes down
shadows fade to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
When the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
when the sun goes down
we’ll fade away to nothing
when the sun goes down
we’ll fa…

Shadows Fade

How does it feel
to grift around the way you do?
To lead from the chaos of a national coup,
how does it feel?

How does it feel
to believe you’re so omnipotent,
to demonise the innocent,
how does it feel?

How does it feel?

How does it feel?

We don’t need your racism. 
We don’t need your fascism.
We don’t need your populism,
or your antisemitism

We don’t need your sexism,
or your thug collectivism.
We don’t need your scepticism
We don’t need your cynicism

What will you do
if the seat of power falls to you?
Will you bare your teeth
as you turn the screw,
what you gonna do?

What will you say
when you make us slaves of the USA?
When the point of care 
dissolves away,
what will you say?

What you gonna say?

What you gonna say?

We don’t need your extremism. 
Totalitarianism.
We don’t need a presidential minion
with his own convoluted opinion.

We don’t wanna hear what you got,
out on the sly that Ruskie rubles bought.
We don’t wanna hear ya.
We don’t wanna hear ya

Look out!
One day we might
see our futures
free fall heading to the bottom 
of the sewers

Look out!
One day we’re gonna
see our futures
free fall heading to the bottom 
of the sewers

Look out!

Sewer Rat

Trip time,
I need to put some peace in my mind.
I always feel like I’m running blind
and I don’t know which way to turn.

Ignore the undertaker
I’m sure he’ll catch me later.
For now I’m off his radar,
hiding amongst the décor.
Still floating ‘round my head,
all those books I’ve read
depict the living and 
celebrate the dead.

High rise,
all those things in front of my eyes,
those things I love and all those things that I despise.
The floors are set to burn.

Don’t know if you have sussed it,
maybe you might have guessed it.
I made this whole thing up
grew it in a pretty cup.
I see you grappling
with my imagining,
you might believe it’s real
but it is just an awful dream.

Day time,
the tenants form a queue for their demise,
when they reach the top they vaporise,
no, you won’t see them again

There’s only one escape,
just take me by the hand
because you’re wonderful
death could be so colourful.
No need to be alone
I love you to the very bones,
in a symbiotic measure
we could face the end together.

High-Rise

A word for your buddies, a word for your boss
A word to the judges, a word for the cops
A word for your kiddies, it’s a word for your gran
A word for every woman and a word for every man
A word to the bilks, a word to the scammers
A word to the lord and lady of the manor
A word to your neighbours, a word to your wife
Don’t be a fucker all your life

A word to your enemies and those that you befriend
A word to the gossips and the rumours that they spread
To those who like the trouble, dabbling in strife
Don’t be a fucker all your life

A word to the bully, to those who love to scare
A word to yourself cos we don’t fucking care
Put away your guns, mate, put away your knife
Just don’t be a fucker all your life

(Cough!)

(Sneeze!)

Well, a word to His Majesty, the newly seated King
A word to your sons, well the one who’s still a prince
Give a royal wave as you hit the sovereign heights
Just don’t be a fucker all your life

Don't Be A Fucker

Perspective - Wild Rocket (Official Audio)
Zephyr Breeze - Vocals, Guitar,  Bass
Kai Akiba - Drums

Perspective

🎧 The Edge of Winter: Ethereal Chillwave and Ambient Textures Marking the Thaw's Return.

❄️ February Frostline is a study in cinematic contrast. It captures the fleeting moments of late winter—that precise point where the sun gains strength, but the ground remains frozen.

The track balances glacial, echoing synth layers with a slow, underlying pulse of hope. Imagine soft, evolving pads giving way to brighter melodies, symbolizing the long-awaited break in the cold. It's colder than "Downtempo," but warmer than "Dark Ambient."

Part of the Seaside Resolutions set, this piece invites introspection and patient anticipation.

💡 Use Cases (When to Listen):

Focusing during twilight hours.

Walking through a quiet, cold landscape.

Creative writing or journaling about change.

As a soundtrack for melancholic yet hopeful moments.

Chill vibes only ❄️☃️ February Frostline is here to soothe your soul 🎶🙌 #ChillMusic #WinterTunes #FebruaryFrostline #Neptyo #NewMusic

Feeling the winter blues? Let February Frostline warm you up with its dreamy melodies 🔥❄️ #WinterWarmer #DreamyVibes #Neptyo #NewMusic #FebruaryFrostline

Can't get enough of February Frostline's soothing beats and ethereal vocals ✨😍 Add it to your winter playlist ASAP ❄️🎧 #WinterPlaylist #SoothingSounds #Neptyo #NewMusic #FebruaryFrostline

Escape to the seaside with Seaside Resolutions 🌊🌅 Let Neptyo's latest album be your soundtrack to relaxation 🎶☀️ #SeasideVibes #RelaxationMusic #Neptyo #NewMusic #FebruaryFrostline

Turn up the volume and let yourself be swept away by the magical melodies of February Frostline ❄️🎶 Trust us, it's worth the listen 🙏 #MagicalMusic #WinterMelodies #Neptyo #NewMusic #FebruaryFrostline


1) What is the inspiration behind February Frostline's sound?

This track is part of Neptyo's Seaside Resolutions set, which captures the fleeting moments of late winter. It balances glacial, echoing synth layers with a slow, underlying pulse of hope, symbolizing the thaw's return.

2) What are some use cases for listening to February Frostline?

Some perfect scenarios for listening to this track include focusing during twilight hours, walking through a quiet, cold landscape, creative writing or journaling about change, or as a soundtrack for melancholic yet hopeful moments.

3) Can February Frostline help with the winter blues?

Yes, this track is guaranteed to warm you up with its dreamy melodies and soothing beats. It's the perfect addition to your winter playlist and a great way to escape to the seaside in your mind.

4) Is February Frostline part of an album?

Yes, this track is part of Neptyo's Seaside Resolutions set. This album has a range of tracks with chill vibes and ethereal textures, perfect for relaxation and introspection.

5) How can I support Neptyo and their music?

If you enjoyed this track, you can support Neptyo by reposting and leaving a comment. This helps spread their music and shows appreciation for their work. You can also follow them on their social media or streaming platforms and share their music with your friends.

🔗 Connect & Support:

If this track hits your sweet spot, please Repost and drop a comment!

Seaside Resolutions

February Frostline

Driving through the old neighborhood only to realize everything has changed. "December Nights In My Hometown Lights" is an upbeat, jangly indie rock anthem about gentrification, old memories, and feeling like a ghost in the place you grew up.

December Nights In My Hometown Lights (nickel)

Willkommen bei FantasticMaxwell -Content-Creator.
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Authentisch, direkt und ohne Umwege.
Hört rein und entdeckt meinen Sound. 🎧
Habt Spaß an individuellem Content! :)

Neptyo and The Sea Riders | Your Musical Seaside Guide
Listen to the sound of the ocean being torn apart by a genre-bending crew.

We are Neptyo and The Sea Riders—your high-energy, powerhouse band and musical seaside guide. Our sound is rooted in driving SURF PUNK, which we use to explore music's deepest frontiers, fusing modern sea chanties and Celtic Rock with a cutting-edge twist of Electronic Rock and Alternative Rock.

If the sea runs in your veins, this is your soundtrack.

🌊 For Those Who Live By the Tide:
Our music provides the perfect sonic intensity for:

Surfers: High-octane Surf Punk energy for your next session.

Sailors & Navigators: Powerful modern sea chanties and anthems for long voyages.

Seaside Enthusiasts & Thalassophiles: Cinematic soundtracks for coastal journeys.

🎧 Follow for the Fusion:
Hear the raw grit of a weathered tenor and the collective power of our gang vocal crew on our latest tracks. Stop searching, start listening.

#SURFPUNK #CelticRock #ElectronicRock #AlternativeRock #ModernSeaChanties #Thalassophile #Neptyo

Post-punk / alt-indie rock formed in the 90s → recently revived with new releases of old and new material. Raw guitars, lo-fi edge, melodic hooks, and protest-leaning themes. Full new album live now.

Formed in 1989 as various other names until we settled on Conduit in the early 1990's. Started jamming in a chicken coop, recorded music on a 4-track reel-to-reel, evolved to digital technology, Cakewalk, Acid Loops, etc... in the 1990-2000's.

Follow Conduit on Spotify @ https://open.spotify.com/artist/4TJXqpS7HaEdB8Bu0hFNf8

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