Alternative Rock, Indie, Ambient, Electronica, Psychedelic, Dark and Experimental Music.

Alternative

Found Sound

Fuck

On verses by Oksana Chekalina. Music is not about my life. This is the story of an old man who calls his dead wife this way: "My life."
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Как ты там, «Моя Жизнь»? У нас ночь...
Два, почти... а мне всё не спится...
Ты там встретила нашу дочь?
Верю... встретила, раз мне снится...
У меня и седин уже нет...
Кот наш старый сбежал на прошлой...
Мне, почти, девяносто лет...
Держит жизнь меня, как нарочно.
Вот пытались меня увезти
В престарелый... но я не сдался!
Ты учила вперёд идти,
Только я без тебя сломался...
Мои руки не держат чай
И вставать тяжело мне в дважды...
Ты держись, «Моя Жизнь», не скучай,
Окажусь там и я, однажды...
У меня твоё фото на тумбе –
Первый свадебный, красочный вальс!
Твои розы завяли на клумбе,
Доживу... посажу ещё раз.
Мне таблетки не лезут в горло,
Валерьянкой пропах весь дом...
«Моя жизнь»... мне, почти, не больно
В одиночестве есть за столом.
Ты просила меня быть сильным,
В свой последний тяжёлый вечер...
Но, когда я иду к могиле,
То вдвойне жду с тобою встречи!
Дорогая моя, старушка!
Без тебя тяжело... нет мочи...
Вот моя... вот твоя подушка...
Скоро буду... Спокойной ночи...

My Life

Hype Train

Mauling face and slapping bass. Colorado.

Campfire Story

#RELEASESEASON 
@Lemar_French

Prod. by Yogic Beats

Moving Stars

Ghost of Me

Last single before the tape. Shoutout @berrymane for the work he put into this. 
@mastermindslabel
Full Tape: https://soundcloud.com/lxcalstranger/terror-town
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CUT-THROAT w/ BERRYMANE

sorry 4 the wait
@purpleposse

YouTube visuals : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FE7uFTxPFsc

SPOTIFY

UPPERS & DOWNERS

Track I wrote in an attempt to express how I feel at times. Sort of like Harry Truman is how I feel. Like a maze or game I’m playing and there are #spectators and #investors and #wagers and #instructions and it’s about your #perception. #hiphop #rap #litwitty #annodomini #brucelee #allalone #neutronking #850 #guddaboyz #pcmw

Beat : Anno Domini All Alone
Lic::

https://acrobat.adobe.com/link/review?uri=urn:aaid:scds:US:439cd327-e029-4868-954b-7d974f1837bf

All Alone (pRod)Anno Domini (mix/mast)TMS B. Ware

Salt.

Lyrics:
Lick the wound
I am the womb
Temple and tomb
Physicality
Evidential mystery
Elemental, meant to be
Into the deep
Wash over me
Into the deep, wash over me

Bass Guitar, Vox & Lyrics by Amethyst.
Includes samples from E$chillo, Looping Bit & Lypse.

Pretty fun to make this track started with the lyrics/accompanying notes on bass as the foundation of alt rock song but I like the even darker bassier electronic twist it kinda took. Doubled the bass guitar into a strings synth at 3min which is how it got that interesting sound.

Salt

"Audax" is the second track from The Dark Messiah's debut EP.

The Dark Messiahs are:
Sticks Thompson - Drums
Art Masters - Piano
Blue Six - Trumpet
Wilt Flowers - Bass
Sonny Rhodes - Piano

Audax by the Dark Messiahs

Sack The Juggler

"The birth of a sound! The sounds of a generation!"
How many times have these quotes been stated in the modern age? 

This song is about being born, from the baby's point of view. 
Enjoy!

Bass and Complex-1 modular synth: Marcio Hendrik
Mixed by Marcio Hendrik
Mastered by Johnny @ MophoStudio (https://instagram.com/mophostudio)
Released on December 16, 2022
© 2022 Marcio Hendrik
℗ 2022 Artigo Audio

Excuse me (for a birth)

Free

Ghostling - Ive Come To Getcha

*This is a reupload featuring a more proper mix*

A cover of one of my favorite Hot Cross tracks, A Tale For The Ages, from their 2003 LP Cryonics. I've added my own post rocky goodness to the overall sound and wrote a couple of brand new mathy riffs for it too. I don't consider myself a clean vocalist by any means, so enjoy it for what it is!

Sammy - Guitar, Vocals, Bass
Mike - Drums (@soundcloud.com/bawol-1)

Lyrics:
Give me back one last chance to drink from the sky.
I'm sick of chasing echoes and fighting a lost cause just to let words fly.
(Fell short of real)
Once there was so much left to what was real
(Stuck in a world)
but these days I'll never bet my hand on the first thing you feel.
(With no In's or out's)

Eight generations passed on one last curse
(Fell short of real)
one last chance to shake free one million nights passed
(stuck in a world)
losing sense once so easy to see.
(With no in's or out's)
Once so easy to see.

"I've left too many lives behind," she cries.

Stronger words for a fading will
when a new language (only) serves to cut even deeper still,
and pennies for your thoughts are simply wasted on chance,
and we are twisting through years without looking ahead


A Tale For The Ages

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Express yourself unapologetically
The Bigger Picture

Ghost of Me

Kid Klorine