sweetly selected | Jan 2023

From the album "Saudade" out February 11th!

Tangerine Dayglo

Alone with the Sound the Mind Makes

Cheers!

TO BE YOURS

Inhale fumes to worship you
In a sacred place this living room
Oh my god how could this be?
Another pure celebrity

Your head is hit cracked with a bloody bat
The spirit leaves and never comes back

Tangerine on your lips
You always make it bleed

Tangerine on your lips
You always make it sweet

The candle's lit and now I see
All the dead rotting underneath
how could I be so naive?
To idolize a fantasy

Your head is hit cracked with a bloody bat
The spirit leaves and never comes back

Don't need her warmth
Cause I'm sleeping with my phone on
Smoke and memories
Beside the moment
Don't eavesdrop with...

Tangerine on your lips
You always make it bleed

Tangerine on your lips
You always make it sweet

Killing a Spirit of the Living Room

What Price A Smile

Give a man a mask, and he will tell you the truth - Oscar Wilde

Devil and the Deep Blue

Blue

sanitarium

Dancing Alone (feat. Sebas)

Slinky

Reck: Production, Bass, Synth, Lyrics, Vocals
NEBY: Lyrics, Vocals 
Zane: Guitar

Absent Saol

My Mind

It was the final stage of cultural and technological development with a significant shift in lifestyle and behavior. Finally, I stood upright with the basic tools needed to create my own world. 

These are some of my first compositions. Or at least the ones I've been able to keep track of after years of losing project files and trying to mix, finish and save what's left. 

Mostly recorded 2005-2013 on old computers with basic recording software and no audio production knowledge. 

sparkled up n glorified in 2024

All music written and performed by Troll Foot Frass except where you hear the occasional Jenny Biron, Andy Fisk, Keith Kueber, Eric Mueller, Ben Prigge, Scott Prigge, Blayze Schloer and Garrett Stein 

4 vince

released May 19, 2024

Trouble

Don’t you ever feel like nobody knows you?
Floating round like you were a living ghost.
Maybe Someday I'll be somebody’s Father,
Well, Ive already been somebody’s Son

How many Me's can you fit in one person?
How many tree’s could you grow in your garden?
How many days can we still hold on?


I'm a stranger at your dining room table
Close to comfort like it's really me there.
But what I touch, and hear and feel ain't real its like I wasn’t there.

How many Me's can you fit in one person?
How many tree’s could you grow in your garden?
How many days can we still hold on?

Like you’ve got,
The weight of this world living on a wooden stool.
Oh my god,
I'll always just be, one of your distant memory.

Somebody's Father,
Somebody's Son, 
Somebody's Mother, 
Gone by not gone.

TO BE YOURS

Dog Walk

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