Digging this one.... Has an old Skool 80's punk vibe to it.... Well played and presented..... 🤘✌️👊😁

Hell yeah! this Gives me punk rock vibes, sounds good brotha. 🤘

not normally a big fan of thrash/crossover but this goes hard

great production on this, love the haunting backing vox. and the bass is heavvvyyy

Beware of nothing
No time to waste
Confusing journey in and out of the space
Less is more
If you know what it means


Adro The Toxic Waste, John Page Contraband, Gian Luca Altana (music)
Roma Kaiuk (cover image) via unsplash
Ded. to Mario "la morte" Sedda, Rest In Power

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Slow day.
The holes in the clouds makes the 
dream fade.
The pills will not solve it.
No weekday.
Can ever replace the way friday. 
Can transform your world.
Oh, there's a girl.
A pain in your rib cage.
Is all.

Mind-frame.
Is not looking upwards in cold space.
Unravelling as you freeze in place.
The clock keeps on ticking.
You're blown away.
Out from the whirl.
Oh, there's a girl. a millstone you carry is all.

A down day.
Not looking outward but in.
Waste on the table is blown away. 
Can't make the connection between states.
Put on your act.
For the girl. 
She's all you have left in this world.

Oh, a fugue state.
Another enchantment is laid to waste.
Stare in the mirror.
Confused face,
Staring back outwardly fine.
What's mine is mine.
And the girl?
Becomes all-encompassing.




Slow Day

Good ol’ Days

Retalhos

Everything

Not By The Hair Of Oliver Reed's Weird Little Moustache.

Last straw boy, the party's over.
Take a handsaw, not a four leaf clover.
Now there's no place left for any thinking.
Got to live clean, give up the drinking.

At fifteen, you just went, seeking out some kind of action.
Never received any warning about the cold.

You got vodka, yellow fingers.
You got shaking hands, the tension lingers.
Oh, bad breath, burning morning sun. 
Never facing up to what you've become.

At twenty-two, you're just out looking for primal attraction.
Nobody warns you what it really means to get old.
You get old. 

Oh, if the hallway lights on, they're behind the sofa.
If the girl is leaving, it's the lies that he told her.
There's a feint aroma that there's no mistaking.
There's a bag of tricks and a wagon quaking. 

At thirty, your just wanting any kind of distraction. 
Nobody told you there'd be years out in the cold.

It's been five years since I quit the drinking.
Looking back now, I don't know what I was thinking.
Oh, twenty years spent inebriated.
All fucking up and getting hated.

The only thing I'm missing out on is spiritual action.
It's just one way for men to stop themselves getting old.
They get old.

Oh, I never saw myself as the type of guy.
The type that would say no.
Oh, I never wanted the perfect life.
I just wanted things to be so.

Oh, I never saw myself as a quiet man.
I never saw myself getting old.
Oh, I never waned when the wind did blow.
I never sheid away from the cold 

Oliver Reed's Weird Little Moustache

Wenn Stille Alles Sagt

Hey everyone i am Adro The Toxic Waste and i come from Sardinia (Italy) what about you??? ehehehe. I have been living in UK since 2013 and i am a guitarist based in Brighton and Hove, England. I started when i was 14, just a kid. Always been through music i use to play so many generes and styles such as black, death, thrash metal, hard rock, hardcore, metalcore. I have made my own music during these years self written, self produced and self recorded. Looking for collaboration with guitarist, bassist, drummers, keyboardists or whatever, open to any genres. Just hit me up ciao! Adro the Toxic Waste is currently a solo project because of lack of musician, i'll find someone in the future. Thanks for your attention, forever yours, Adro <3

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