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Bad Blood is the second single from alternative rock musician Swan.
The song is reminiscent of the environment in which it was created. An off-grid caravan in North QLD surrounded by crocs in the Whitsundays,It reminds the listener that despite danger and risk, there is beauty and adventure to be had in love.
A song which addresses relationship breakdowns, Bad Blood is Swan’s effort to encourage us to embrace the fear of our human pain. Dust ourselves off and get back out there to let love in again.
The song is mixed and mastered by Luke Palmer and features Lone Wild on Vocals

Swan is the musical brainchild of Matt Swan, who was a founding member of rock phenomenon Royal Blood. Swan has gone on to have his own, worldwide musical career, from Northern NSW to Nashville and on to the streets of London, 2011 Royal Blood recorded ‘Come on over’ at Rockfield Studios. The song was released on Triple J in 2012 after which Swan returned to Australia and kept the good times rolling with his own musical endeavors.
Swan has numerous performance accolades to add to his ongoing musical journey, including Margot Robbie’s secret wedding in the Byron Bay hinterland with his 50’s pipeline jive rock and roll band The Swamps. He has supported numerous national and international acts throughout venues and festivals in Australia and abroad.

Swan released his debut single ‘Sweat Baby Sweat’ in 2019. The punchy rock and roll track aired on Rage ABC TV and gained exposure through national radio airplay. The single was well received and was added to the popular Netflix TV series Riverdale.

Let the good times roll, stay tuned for the adventure of SWAN.

Bad Blood

Verse 1:
In the theatre of the world, under the spotlight's glare,
A man stands at the crossroads, caught in life's stare.
With every dawn, a challenge, a new test of his might,
He can stand and face the day, or retreat into the night.

Chorus:
Life unfolds in moments, a series of fights,
You can meet them head-on, or lose to the nights.
It's the courage within, that lights the way,
To live fully in the sun, or in shadows decay.

Verse 2:
The trials come like waves, relentless and fierce,
Testing the mettle, our hearts to pierce.
But within each soul, there's a fire that burns,
To live with purpose, as the world turns.

Chorus:
Life unfolds in moments, a series of fights,
You can meet them head-on, or lose to the nights.
It's the courage within, that lights the way,
To live fully in the sun, or in shadows decay.

Bridge:
But the man who dares, to face his fears,
Finds strength in his trials, through the passing years.
For every defeat, there's a lesson learned,
In the heart of the fire, where our spirits are earned.

Outro:
So let us choose to stand, in the face of it all,
To rise with each fall, to answer the call.
For in the end, it's how we live our days,
In the light of our actions, and the courage we display.


Facing the Dawn

Above it all — eSTRANGEd couSINs

A dirge that breathes through ruin. Above it all is a monolithic descent into grief rendered as sound — a doom/sludge requiem tuned to Drop C and built from the wreckage of loss. Guitars crawl like rusted machinery, each chord dragging gravel and bone, soaked in tube burn and the hum of dying amps. Bass coils beneath it, slow and tectonic, shaking the floorboards with a growl that feels alive. Drums hit like falling masonry — every snare a collapse, every cymbal a hiss of dust rising.

The voice — fractured, human, and haunted — cuts through the density with raw, flesh-torn resonance. There are no choruses here, no verses to cling to. Just the pulse of grief repeating, reforming, eroding itself. The track expands like smoke inside a sealed room: crushing, meditative, unmerciful.

eSTRANGEd couSINs summon the weight of Electric Wizard, YOB, and Conan, but with something lonelier threading the cracks — the sound of loss that refuses to die. Above it all isn’t about transcendence. It’s about what you hear when the collapse finally stops echoing, and you realize you’re still breathing beneath it.

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on september 27th 1986 cliff burton died in a bus accident god rest his soul this is the last bass solo he preformed the night he died

Cliff burton bass solo the night he died

01 Eastern Dividers

Winnipeg composer, retired from the farm, still chasing meaning in melody. My work lives where TV cues meet YouTube soundscapes, with a few albums in between. Built in Mixcraft Pro, fuelled by late-night coffee, stubborn curiosity, and a Stoic’s sense of timing. Also writing on politics, history, and philosophy, because sound isn’t my only instrument.

Facing the Dawn

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