Eternal Minor Ascension

Bumblebee

This track is a sonic outburst of pure, unfiltered frustration and energy. It is the musical equivalent of a furious, cathartic scream, built around a fast-paced, technically complex guitar solo, an overdriven and aggressive tone, and a driving, powerful rhythm section. The song isn't telling a story in a traditional sense; it is a raw, instrumental release of pent-up aggression. It's an unapologetic, high-octane track designed to showcase technical skill and provide an intense emotional release.

Missing

In 2014, I recorded a bunch of one-take live vocal covers. This is one of about 15 recordings I made. They were recorded by me just playing the original songs through a speaker while recording a live video of me singing without a microphone (on my old iPad). There are no effects at all. Audio is completely raw.

Faust - The Human Abstract - Live Vocal Cover (One Take)

“Pembelit” unravels like a venomous web of deceit, fast, intricate, and merciless. The guitars weave technical riffs with surgical precision, while drums hammer in chaotic syncopation that mirrors the mind of a manipulator. Vocals snarl with venom and control, delivering every line as an accusation carved in steel. This is not just thrash, it is a calculated strike, a confrontation against those who twist truth into lies. A labyrinth of aggression, intellect, and vengeance, pure technical brutality in motion.

Pembelit

“Swamp Fox” is a dark, cinematic metal–jazz fusion epic about Revolutionary War guerrilla legend Francis Marion. Dissonant saxophone, double‑kick blast beats, and crushing riffs collide with jazz syncopation, non‑retrogradable drum patterns, and anthemic power‑metal choruses.
Crab‑canon guitar and sax trade palindromic hooks, a 7/8 jazz‑fusion bridge erupts into neoclassical shred, and the lyrics march through ambushes, burning depots, and shattered Redcoat supply lines across the Carolina swamps.
For fans of progressive metal, jazz fusion, power metal, and historical concept tracks with saxophone and shred guitar.
🎧 Track Info

• Style: Metal / Jazz Fusion / Power Metal / Progressive Metal

• Instruments: Electric guitar, alto & tenor sax, walking bass, blast beats, double bass drums

• Rhythms: Jazz syncopation, non‑retrogradable patterns, polyrhythms, 7/8 fusion bridge

• Theme: Francis Marion “Swamp Fox,” Revolutionary War guerrilla warfare in South Carolina

Swamp Fox

Experience the American Revolution like never before.  
“Midnight Rider” brings Paul Revere’s legendary ride to life through a powerful fusion of progressive metal and jazz.

Featuring intricate 7/8 time signatures, palindromic guitar/saxophone crab canon passages, and big anthemic 4/4 choruses, this track blends complex musicality with pure revolutionary energy.

Musical Features:  
- Heavy distorted guitars with jazz chord voicings  
- Alto saxophone trading retrograde melodies with guitar  
- Non-retrogradable drum patterns with off-beat syncopation  
- Powerful clean vocals telling Revere’s heroic story  
- 160 BPM intensity with seamless time signature shifts  

The lyrics follow the events of April 18–19, 1775, from the lantern signals in the Old North Church to the first shots at Lexington. The music mirrors Revere’s urgent midnight ride with complex rhythms and mirror-image musical phrases that sound the same forwards and backwards.

Historical Themes: Sons of Liberty, Midnight Ride, Lexington and Concord, American Revolution, Minutemen, “One if by land, two if by sea”

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Midnight Rider

Every evening begins the same way for my batallion.

Pulsating thunder in the distance and that uneasy Balkan rhythm passes through the earth beneath our boots. We usually grow anxious in the cold half-light, never sure if the quiet is mercy or a warning. The war drags on, day after day, and I often stand alone in the fog and smoke, listening for the next metallic echo that might end everything for everyone. 

BALKAN DUSK is the sound of our batallion holding our collective breath, but stepping forward anyway.

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BALKAN DUSK

a storm of thought and tension unfolds in this hybrid Metal Fusion track, where the mind - once awoken - races through pieces of memory, half formed sentences, and relentless internal pressure to battle existence 
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LYRICS:
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Waking still drifting from the night
Quiet settling right
A weightless mind without defense
No story yet to fight

Breath moving slowly 
Through the thoughts
A gentle vacancy
The world waits 
Somewhere past the sheets
But it can wait to be

Soft as it starts
A tremor through the chest
A whisper that warns
This calm won't rest

Feel it crawling in
A pulse too sharp to tame
Every sound beneath the skin
Turns comfort into strain
Trying hard to hold the line
But something starts to slip
Gravity redesigns
The fuse along the grip

Midday bends the frame off course
Leaning hard against the noise
Too many faces
Rushed and raw
Too many careless toys
Talking the mind into a grip
But nothing seems to stay
Every thought is contradicting
What was meant to say

Telling it steady
But steady doesn't come
Logic meant to guide
Has started coming undone

Feel it breaking loose
Sense unspooled again
Everything once used to ground
Gets twisted
Overruled

Trying not to feed the fire
But sparks refuse to fade
Losing sight of boundaries
Memory itself made

counting backwards
tracking fractures through the day
every vow made quietly
keeps peeling away

pacing in the mind
like a figure trapped in glass
begging for a moment
but the moment doesn't pass

pressure coding patterns
no one living could predict
and the harder that it's named
the more tightly it constricts
words collide at crooked angles
won't align or stay in place
architect of chaos
in a self-designed maze

slow it down if only
mute the sound, but how?
everything accelerating
none of it allowed...

the mind keeps pacing without feet
dragging whole hours behind it 
like metal drums on concrete

no permission asked
no rhythm chosen
everything repeats in the wrong order
a hallway of thoughts turning inward
each door opening into the same room

with the same question
that never waits for an answer
voices that aren't voices
nudging the spine
saying move
but not saying where...

just move
move-
move before the next thought 
catches up
and rewrites the last one

feeling the memory of a memory
trying to speak through the cracks
but the mouth is somewhere else
and the meaning 
keeps falling through

half-formed sentences
that dissolve before landing
the self keeps splitting 
Into smaller versions
arguing directions
one calm
one trembling
one counting backward 
from numbers that don't exist

one insisting that nothing is wrong
while everything tilts
just slightly enough
to make gravity 
feel personal

and the center
whatever the center used to be
is now a moving target
dragged across the mind
by invisible hands
that won't say why

Feel, the senses pulling back
From the roar beneath the bone
Not a villain to attack
Just a mind left overgrown

Reaching through the overload
Grabbing anything to hold
Falling from the edge again
Stories still untold

One faint breath beneath the weight
A promise still to keep

Tomorrow may recalibrate
Tonight -
Return to sleep

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SPIRALING

a storm of thought and tension unfolds in this hybrid metal fusion track, where the mind - once awoken - races through pieces of memory, half formed sentences, and relentless internal pressure in battle for existence.
------
LYRICS:
------
Waking still drifting from the night
Quiet settling right
A weightless mind without defense
No story yet to fight

Breath moving slowly 
Through the thoughts
A gentle vacancy
The world waits 
Somewhere past the sheets
But it can wait to be

Soft as it starts
A tremor through the chest
A whisper that warns
This calm won't rest

Feel it crawling in
A pulse too sharp to tame
Every sound beneath the skin
Turns comfort into strain
Trying hard to hold the line
But something starts to slip
Gravity redesigns
The fuse along the grip

Midday bends the frame off course
Leaning hard against the noise
Too many faces
Rushed and raw
Too many careless toys

Talking the mind into a grip
But nothing seems to stay
Every thought is contradicting
What was meant to say

Telling it steady
But steady doesn't come
Logic meant to guide
Has started 
Coming undone

Feel it breaking loose
Sense unspooled again
Everything once used to ground
Gets twisted
Overruled
Trying not to feed the fire
But sparks refuse to fade
Losing sight of boundaries
Memory itself made

counting backwards
tracking fractures 
through the day
every vow made quietly
keeps peeling away

pacing in the mind
like a figure trapped in glass
begging for a moment
but the moment doesn't pass

pressure coding patterns
no one living could predict
and the harder that it's named
the more tightly it constricts
words collide at crooked angles
won't align or stay in place
architect of chaos
in a self designed maze

slow it down if only
mute the sound, but how?

everything accelerating
none of it allowed...

the mind keeps pacing without feet
dragging whole hours behind it 
like metal drums on concrete
no permission asked
no rhythm chosen

everything repeats in the wrong order
a hallway of thoughts turning inward
each door opening into the same room
with the same question
that never waits for an answer

voices that aren't voices
nudging the spine
saying move
but not saying where...

just move
move-
move before the next thought 
catches up
and rewrites 
the last one

feeling the memory of a memory
trying to speak through the cracks
but the mouth is somewhere else
and the meaning 
keeps falling through

half-formed sentences
that dissolve before landing
the self keeps splitting 
Into smaller versions
arguing directions

one calm
one trembling
one counting backward 
from numbers that don't exist

one insisting that nothing is wrong
while everything tilts
just slightly enough-
to make gravity 
feel personal
and the center
whatever the center used to be
is now a moving target
dragged across the mind
by invisible hands
that won't say why

Feel, the senses pulling back
From the roar beneath the bone
Not a villain to attack
Just a mind left overgrown
Reaching through the overload
Grabbing anything to hold
Falling from the edge again
Stories still untold

One faint breath beneath the weight
A promise still to keep

Tomorrow may recalibrate
Tonight -

Return to sleep

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RETURN TO SLEEP

⚠️ No paid parasites—promotion’s welcome only if it costs me nothing.

Forged in fire and wired for war, Synth Berserker is not just a sound—it’s a declaration.
Blending cinematic power, Viking fury, outlaw grit, and battle-scarred poetry, Synth Berserker smashes through genre walls with the force of a warhammer. From Norse chant to disco heartbreak, pagan country to searing metal, every track is a weapon—each lyric a curse, a blessing, or both.

Born of myth and rebellion, Synth Berserker channels divine wrath, betrayed honor, and untamed emotion into songs that strike deep and leave scars.

Genres: Norse folk, metal, cinematic country, outlaw country, country rock, soft/country rock, rock, Blues Rock, and disco-infused power ballads
Signature sound: crushing drums, soaring melodies, fierce vocals, and an unrelenting spirit

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SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include 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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