smells like green spirits [prod. by eeryskies]

@tombfell

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lyrics:

(puke) 
i know its over shawty
its such a gloomy day
im clutching on this 40
im draped in all these chains
you say you love me really?
i really need you babe 
guess ill face this blunt
it never caused me pain 

be real shawty do you see this magic armor 
ive been smokin blunts like everyday i go harder 
its a tragedy this sword is dull from all the trauma 
im just countin bands my fingers bleeding from the commas 

pass the blunt to me ill smoke it while im draped in prada
me and tomb poppin bitch this moneys not a problem
i just slashed my sword the dark disengrates the columns 
watch the roof fall down my throne still stands down in the water

(tombfell) 

bitch i’m addicted to this potion 
mixing different liquids hoping
feeling like i’m fucking choking
choking up from all this smoking

in my mana pond i’m goated
no like actually it’s potions 
bitch this weed smokin potent
try to blame a skunk or somethin

i’m having second thoughts 
i don’t trust myself
and i know when i’m gone
that i’ll be in hell
yeah i pray to god
no it doesn’t help
yeah i’m feeling off
think they laced the pill

got a cutter make em bleed
i don’t really give a fuck
ima pull up wit a beam
ima put it on their nuts

ima blow away their brains
ima rearrange their thoughts
i don’t really give a fuck
pussy bitch you a thot

think i smoked enough
i’m always high
it’s never enough
even when i died
i’m smoking blunts
i can’t get up
paralyzed and i
can’t move my arms

i’m having second thoughts 
i don’t trust myself
and i know when i’m gone
that i’ll be in hell
yeah i pray to god
no it doesn’t help
yeah i’m feeling off
think they laced the pill

broken w/ tombfell (prod. puke)

bowie/nirvana cover, guitar by yoni schlesinger

The Man Who Sold The World

I'll Follow You Into The Dark

Seether - Careless Whisper [cover]

i recorded these interviews in 2015, when i first started out in music journalism. the bands featured are hinder, theory of a deadman, seether, backyard babies, and skindred.

all artists consented to being recorded and to the publishing of the recordings.

the interviews in order, are:

00:00 - hinder: joe “blower” garvey (guitar) & cody hanson (drums)
09:03 - theory of a deadman: joey dandeneau (drums)
20:18 - seether: dale stewart (bass)
28:13 - backyard babies: nicke borg (lead singer)
37:40 - skindred: benji webbe (lead singer)

episode 2: interviews with hard rock heroes

a dark reimagining of Bush’s 1994 classic, Seattle's hardest working band, Spirit Flux, turns 'GLYCERINE' into an emotional, haunting, explosive post-grunge anthem
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LYRICS:
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It must be your skin  
I’m sinking in  
It must be for real  
this time  

But don’t you know  
I’m trying  

It’s not enough  
I feel the weight  

And I can’t hold  
But I won’t break  

I’m held together  
by your ghost  
Every word like a knife  
I know  

And I can’t say  
the things 
I mean  
But I can feel them  
tearing me  

It’s not enough  
I feel the weight  

And I can’t hold  
But I won’t break  

Static in my veins  
Wires in my head  
I’m alive  
But I feel 
Half-dead  

If you’re still here  
when the morning comes  
Maybe I won’t  
come undone  

come undone

Glycerine  
Glycerine  
I’m alive  
But barely  
Glycerine
I'm alive
Barely 

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SPIRIT FLUX | GLYCERINE

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.


Ghosted Sands

Syringe

Last Dance

Ulcer

Shackled Muse

Your Heart, My Grave

Bleeding Diaries

CHORUS 
" because it cant get more obvious to you 
more obvious to you "

VERSE 

Sinking into my seat breathing slow 
somewhere unknown

What you ask of me i've ask myself so many times 

But not over the phone when i'm alone 

Don't be my crutch kuz i have enough 

Who you used to know is dead and gone


PRE VERSE

Kuz i've been breaking records for myself 

and thats all i want 

i will climb this mountain with or without your help 

VERSE

Yeah i told you that i don't need nobody else 
but solidarity is a glacier that never melts 

so what else? Rationalizing grief with the belief of preserving self 

and you will push and pull until there is no one left  
 
 






Dead Wrong

The beginning of this sounds bad lol but it gets better. This is my very first time singing on a recorded track, and I wanted to take on a song that has always meant a lot to me — “Broken” by Seether. I know my vocals might not sound perfect yet, but this is me stepping out of my comfort zone and starting to find my voice.

I’m sharing this cover because I’m learning, experimenting, and trying to get more confident with singing. Every take is a step toward improving, and I hope you can feel the emotion I put into it. Thank you for listening and supporting me on this journey — it means a lot.

Broken (Cover)

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.

officially solo now. get it straight from the source now

music journalist, writing at the intersection of music and politics. creator of ‘class war radio' and former host of the ‘make politics boring again' podcast.

Just a Kid that found himself in music.
Check out my youtube channel for my original compositions as well !
love yall

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists who write, perform and/or produce 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 tries to push the creative limits of traditional pop.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, 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. Danielle & Dave's 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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