2023 Relaxing Tunes

Fuck you, I'm going underground
To the bottom of the earth I'm bound
I control the light switch, no one makes a sound
Goodbye world I'm going underground

Destiny has tested me again
Filling me with thoughts of giving in
Paint me in the corner, flash a shiny grin
I passed the test and yes I win again

Rocket to the bottom, let the drill bit spin
Loose debris and lava, seal my vessel in
Ultraviolet bulbs of light will save my fragile skin
So far below I hope to never see the sun again

Fuck you, I'll tunnel underground
To live without my enemies around
Retinas are burning, lack of sight profound
Fuck you, I'll tunnel underground

Can't you see I live the way I choose?
Away from robots making all the rules
Despite the calculations, I know I must refuse
Fuck it all, I live the way I choose

Rocket to the bottom, let the drill bit spin
Loose debris and lava, seal my vessel in
Ultraviolet bulbs of light will save my fragile skin
So far below I hope to never see the sun again

Fuck you, I'm staying underground
Sub terrain is warmer anyhow
Up and up and up and up is making me feel down
Fuck you, I'm staying underground

fuck you i'm going underground

Ferryman By Shayfer James and Willy Wood

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Oscar & The Wolf - Strange Entity (Sander W. & Fanfar Ft Sakso Remix)

Chris Isaak – Wicked Game [Chillion's Tropical Rewerk]

I loved this track, and i wanted to make a fresh remix for this.

Hope you enjoy itt ;)



Hozier - Take Me To Church (Liva K Remix) ft. Jasmine Thompson

This track was originally demoed for the Midnight Matinee album in 2009 but was not fully recorded until early 2012 to be put on the Steam Powered Hearts Album

Wonderland

Soul Glow

Act III: Life and Death

Go Get Your Gun

No. 1

Silent Circle -  Touch In The Night

Sweat, ache, Hands shake
Heart begins to palpitate
Legs twitch. Twist and kick
Something’s wrong
Eyes wide, dilate
Every shadow seems unsafe
Can’t sleep, can’t eat
Help me, I’m gone

Well I drank, sipped, sucked it up
Threw every last shred of hope in the cup
Then knocked it back, world fades to black
Not quenched until I drown
Now where’s my soul said I
This twitching kid with the bloodshot eyes
Got oh so high, failed to fly
Now falling to the ground 

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls

Stop. Kick. Twist. Now. 

Teeth clench, hands too
Won’t do what I want them to
Can’t think, need drink
Wrong kind of thirst
But it’s done, sense won
Couldn’t handle all this fun
Save breath, crave death
Can’t be much worse

And I’m sick, sigh, can’t abide
This twitching track from wet to dry
I’m too old to cry, too young to die
Too rabid for the pack
So I’ll spit, try to hold it in
Search for a sign of life within
And I’ll fake a grin until my skin
Is starting to crack

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

So just stay cool and break through this sick delirium state
I got wasted, now I’m tasting the cruel justice of fate

Can’t sleep. Bones creak.
Must seek the night-time boys and girls

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

Delirium Tremendous

Bullet

This is The Rough Draft, the newest album from Bug Hunter

Disco! In The Panic Room

Creature Of The Night - Air Traffic Controller

SHAKE! SHAKE! SHAKE!

Everything Moves

Shayfer James - Mercy Down

Would You Be Impressed?

If music is the echo of an invisible world then CASEY CRESCENZO--mastermind behind THE DEAR HUNTER--has found a way to capture the ineffable through his craft.  A multi-instrumentalist and vocalist from a young age, CASEY was taught everything he knows by his mother and father.  In 2005, what began as an escape, an alternate means of creative fulfillment, finally took center stage and eclipsed all that came before it.  THE DEAR HUNTER is a musical project irreducible to a single genre and defies trite claims to classification.  It is greater than the sum of its parts and reflects the mountain of musical influences forming CASEY’s talent as soon as he was old enough to understand melody.  Those influences have forged into one voice that truly knows no boundaries, borders, or barriers.  THE COLOR SPECTRUM is the sound of one man's interpretation of the world around him.  Its vast scope and daring premise belie the often simplistic messages found in CASEY's words, those of hope, love, faith, fear, death, life, and even afterlife. 

From THE DEAR HUNTER’s inception in the early 2000s, a story has remained affixed to the band's music.  Like so many bands that get roped into a category, there comes a time when the desire arises to break the shackles and confines of a certain set of parameters, and for CASEY CRESCENZO, that time is now. The characters of ACT 1: THE LAKE SOUTH THE RIVER NORTH, ACT II: THE MEANING OF, AND ALL THINGS REGARDING MS. LEADING, and ACT III:  LIFE AND DEATH, have been (perhaps temporarily) laid to rest to give way to CASEY's true vision, a vision that speaks from the heart and the mind of a man his fans have longed to know more closely for years.  In CASEY's own words, "There was a moment in my studio when I was sitting with a friend, and we were discussing what I would do next.  I told him I was burnt out, and felt I needed a break from writing records that were stuck in the world of ACT I-III, and at that moment it became inevitable.  I would set off to finish THE COLOR SPECTRUM, and wouldn't stop until I was holding the final project in hand."  Fans and new listeners alike now have the opportunity to experience life through his eyes as they never have before.  There are no fictional characters; there is no guise or all-encompassing dramatic premise.  We are left with one man, and a sonic interpretation of how he sees the world. Devoted fans of the band have followed the story of "the boy," "Ms. Leading," and so on, through the first three ACTS, experiencing the music as almost a score, or soundtrack to the characters' journeys.  This time, the journey is purely CASEY CRESCENZO’s. 


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Go Get Your Gun

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