They say he rode out of the bayou with nothing but a shotgun, a bible full of bullet holes, and a name nobody dared to whisper.

Once a good man, a preacher maybe, or a father, no one remembers for sure. But after the fire… after the blood… he made a deal beneath a blood moon, knee-deep in the swamp, whispering a psalm the Devil hadn't heard in years.

Now he rides not for justice… but for vengeance. One town at a time. One grave at a time. And with every soul he takes, another verse is added to the hymn he calls his own.

A Deadman’s Psalms is a dark Southern Gothic rap saga, soaked in revenge, dirt, and spiritual rot. Every track is a sermon from a man already gone, spoken through smoke, whiskey, and the echo of gunshots down a midnight road.

This ain’t redemption.
This is reckoning.

5. Shovel and a Smile

9. Crossroads Confession

8. Hymns for the Damned

3. Six Shots, No Savior

They say he rode out of the bayou with nothing but a shotgun, a bible full of bullet holes, and a name nobody dared to whisper.

Once a good man, a preacher maybe, or a father — no one remembers for sure. But after the fire… after the blood… he made a deal beneath a blood moon, knee-deep in the swamp, whispering a psalm the Devil hadn't heard in years.

Now he rides not for justice… but for vengeance. One town at a time. One grave at a time. And with every soul he takes, another verse is added to the hymn he calls his own.

A Deadman’s Psalms is a dark Southern Gothic rap saga — soaked in revenge, dirt, and spiritual rot. Every track is a sermon from a man already gone, spoken through smoke, whiskey, and the echo of gunshots down a midnight road.

This ain’t redemption.
This is reckoning.

4. Devil Don’t Scare Me

2. Sin Soaked Soil

1. Voodoo at Midnight

6. Devil’s Favorite Tune

7. Blackwater Baptism

Breaking the mold with an unorthodox blend of slow tempos and deep southern twang, HODAK's self titled EP delivers low and slow in a way you've never heard before. This dark and cinematic project features songs like, "Gravedigger" and "Call Home" that show HODAK's abilities of songwriting and storytelling. This is only the beginning for HODAK.

Tunnel Vision

Call Home

Lake of Fire

Parachutes

🎻🤠 *The wildest country two-step you’ll ever hear.*  

Gather ’round the porch light, y’all—this is the true(ish) tale of Great-Great Grandma, Cherokee Princess of the Creek, who loved sweet tea so fierce she drowned in her own *TEA PEE* after a 50-lb birthday haul.  

- 6/8 honky-tonk bounce  
- Fiddle tears, steel-guitar wails, rim-click heartbeat  
- Stop-motion Spotify Canvas included (vertical firefly magic)  
- Perfect for line-dance floors, tailgates, or your next family reunion roast  

Sip at your own risk. 🍯💦👑

#CountryComedy #NoveltyCountry #SouthernGothic #TwoStep #HonkyTonk

50 Pounds of Sweet Tea

Red Eyed Mercy

Forty years in the dark, and the mountain still remembers her name.
A white dress in tunnel seven. A mother’s curse in every vein of coal.
Now the new boys follow a little girl’s voice deeper than any map goes… and they never come back the same.
This is the sound of stone that’s learned to sing.

Canary in the Colemine

Rope around his neck. Sun rising crimson.
One last confession from a man who chose silver over grace, pride over Mary, and darkness over light.
This is the final waltz — slow, heavy, and honest.

The Final Waltz

Six chambers, seven sins and the eighth spin is the one that does you in.
Slow, crushing Dark Americana: pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, sloth… and the eighth click is the one that really kills you.
This ain’t Russian roulette.
This is the choice you make every day.

7+1 in the Chamber

We built our house on a mound that was never empty.
Every nail we drove screamed. Every wall we raised wept.
The ground remembers every grave we tried to forget.
Now the mound is claiming what was never ours to take.
This house on the haunted mound will never be a home.

The House on Haunted Mound

Rob has loved music of all kinds since his first close-and-play. He started piano at age 6 and never stopped.  

By day he works in IT; by night he experiments with AI to weave personal memories into sound. His debut single “Lessons From My Dad” blends heartfelt piano melodies with AI-assisted textures—evoking family, growth, and the warmth of home.  

Stream “Lessons From My Dad” below.

Breaking the cage. Finding the sound. Becoming the Animal

Cursed melodies. Family graves. Crossroads debts.
Southern Gothic nightmares & human heartbreak.
Welcome to 0165 Productions.
Leave pure or don’t leave at all.

Black Barn Cartel is a gritty, genre-bending music collective that fuses the raw power of rock, the heaviness of metal, and the haunting edge of dark country. Their sound feels like a storm rolling over forgotten backroads—distorted riffs meeting outlaw twang, thunderous drums echoing through shadowy barns, and vocals that carry equal parts grit and soul. The Cartel crafts music born from rebellion, resilience, and the darker corners of Americana, creating an atmosphere that’s cinematic, heavy, and unmistakably their own.

New tracks tagged #southernGothic