main vocals: four gone in as many years in your morning routine mourning’s been so routine Dear April you sure live up to your cruelty numbness promise keep me in your vise for you’re at least better than the tears harmony: (wear your grief) (on your sleeve, sleeve) (one day you’ll feel) (reprieve, reprieve) (simmer down and breathe)
the title of this ties to the album title, Raumdeuter! coined by soccer attacker Thomas Müller to describe his position, it means "interpreter of space" in German. to tie in the quote "art is how we decorate space, music is how we decorate time" by Alex Hutchings, this title is my thank you to all the time you've given my music thus far, and a hope that my music can keep you captivated and decorating your time. bless. all love.
a chopped & screwed/vaporwave version of "whatcha see is whatcha get" by the dramatics
in honor of one of my fav neighborhoods in the city that took in someone tryna escape the south as their own. to nyc and its welcoming spirit <3
second single from my upcoming album splash!
third song off the album! i made this song in the reg library @ uchi - the first song i made in a place that wasn't my room
first single off perpetual carsickness blues - the album title is inspired by my growing up in houston. i have really bad carsickness that even 20 mins to an hour after extended car rides (esp buses) would just leave me feeling groggy.
puppeteer creature tell your minions to calm down and go on your diet of words and the fruits of my labor your insolent marionettes they all lack etiquette walking like your femurs are stilettos you’re one fragile petty gepetto get deposited beneath six feet with the other asshats, dunces, and dweebs caring only for their catered needs hatred blooms beautifully from the buried seeds but too bad the fruit’s rotten and you and me are sulken and sullen this whole song I called you and your pups hollow but I’m a hypocrite, I’ll be you tomorrow that last interlude wasn’t all that nice so dude, lose the 'tude and go buy a lude, am I right? and maybe write words that mean something haha here’s this – yada nada nothing these words are nothing but a rebukes of the previous i’ll get back to instruments, we’re getting delirious i think I smell light…
my body’s rome, and my heart’s the Vatican the fuck makes you think you’ll ever get in? you never even crossed the rubicon, yo from what i can tell, you’re not even at the Po my body’s rome, and my heart’s the Vatican the fuck makes you think you’ll get in? i am not some pawn to be put upon and we’re settled on “ass,” now pick smart or dumb can you tune in to how I’m tuning out? do you have silence on the tip of your tongue? i can give you some of mine if you don’t have enough are you turned on by how much I’m turning off? if i can’t protect me from me, how can you? you’ll just see through me, not see me through
second single & sixth track from upcoming ep "fuschia!"