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Charnel House

Just wait for it <3

Psychedelic rock with a synthastic haze!

Polygnon (EP Intro)

From the group Forest Fireworks. The Contrails EP.
Joshua Yun - Vocals, Piano
Matt Watson - Bowed Vibraphone
Hannah Treasure - Vocals, Glass Harp
Adam Holmes - Percussion
Ryan Napier - Upright Bass


Cicada

Written, Recorded, Produced, Mixed, Mastered by Nathan Clark
Featuring Ian Clark - Sick Keyboard Solo

Best unknow me now
I won't be getting much better
The highest of raised eyebrows
Spin sketch as if I let ya

I'm not concerned 
My identity's inurned 
The slightest touch is so far from me

Nothing's heard
Accessibly obscure
I say these things cuz it's just so easy

I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
I never really find it hard to relate 
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like
I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
You only ever like it when I talk cliché
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like '98 

Tell me your whole life
Take a microfiche to read me
Think I heard you maybe
Just laugh and say that's crazy

I'm not concerned
My identity's inurned 
Because I know that I ain't shit really

Nothing's heard 
incessantly absurd
I say these things cuz it's just so easy

I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
I never really find it hard to relate 
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like
I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
You only ever like it when I talk cliché
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like '98 

I don't think you wanna know me

I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
I never really find it hard to relate 
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like
I don't have to say much
But I don't have much to say
You only ever like it when I talk cliché
I'm dropping truth bombs on you like '98

I Don't Have to Say Much

I Trusted You

Pt I: The Storm Begins - 00:00
Pt II: Red Skies Black Water - 00:50
Pt III: The Downpour - 07:50
Pt IV: The Storm Recedes - 10:30

The four-chapter climax to our self-titled track.

This section of our story illustrates an apocalyptic setting, a world being destroyed and scraped clean of life by a powerful storm, unlike any natural disaster that came before it. The world is in a frenzy. There is no foreseeable way to avoid the fury of the storm, and almost zero chance of survival. You must brace yourself for what may be your final moments alive, and do everything you can to provide a possibility for your own survival... Will you endure?

Join us in this 13-minute piece of despair and woe. Experience a heavily-layered wall of crunchy guitars, thumping drums, depressive piano lines, cavernous string arrangements, ominous choir melodies and uncontrollable, abrasive guitar noises.

Barren Earth

♥ & Luck

persons - 

Cassandra - lead vocals, synths, production
Connor - drum programming, guitar, synths, percussion, production, vocals
Dani - guitar, "real" bass, vocals
Aidan - bass synth, synths
Alex - production, engineering, mixing
jack doutt - mastering

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mastered a way of living with demons
no more sudden moves
dance with you, i'm dying to
co-habitate in skeleton closet
no more breathing room
back to back with you

know you've been going hard my baby
i'm talking to you
there is no mountaintop to summit
Vesuvius

missed every stop and melted the rails
the conductor too
limbs and steel, the puddle grew
our time's elastic 
this train won't fail
spilt my memories from a holy grail

know you've been going hard my baby
i'm talking to you
there is no mountaintop to summit
Vesuvius

loving ya wrong, bend your arm that way
little bit every day
cannot recall what I dream til it's staring us in the face

Cavities

Knock-Down Drag-Out:

Hit or stay?
Fold or play?
Shoot through the breeze
Cut to the chase
Drinks are free
Raise the stakes
Political intrigue
And religious debate
Over card games
And snake eyes
No one leaves the room 
Until we all get this right
One more 
Knock-down drag out fight

It’s Flip Flop Hip Hop
Straight up funk no strings attached
So what’s up my glip-glops?
Tip-top shape is where I’m at
I must admit I'm unimpressed with
This humdrum, dumbed down, mumbling message
At best it's 'eh,' at worst it's senseless
Misled the rest, but I'm uninvested
Marinate on that for a minute
While I meditate in my whip, all tinted
Metaphor for the game that we livin' 'cause I’m so far ahead
Lames lookin couldn’t see me up in it
I’m a menace in the middle
I’m a monster at the finish
You can't cut me off
Don't even get me started on beginnings
Finnegan has been waved farewell
I’m the dawn so I wake myself
Got a couple visions
Spitting all of these predictions
Sipping casually on confidence 
And subsequently swimming in the image
Man, if you can lose it, you can win it
And baby I could take it, but I give it
Hit it

Hit or stay?
Fold or play?
Shoot through the breeze
Cut to the chase
Drinks are free
Raise the stakes
Political intrigue
And religious debate
All night

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Knock-Down Drag-Out

A half-improvised piano piece. You can watch a video I made for it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRsw41BS5n0

Piano 1 - Demo

I've been recording and mixing a ton, finally hit the point where I can release something so here's a single from my upcoming album. Stick around for more <3

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