BluVelvUnderground

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards). 

Gonna hit this up before I get some sleep. 
 
 Thanks to everybody who has already jammed, or tried to. <3

ABERCROMBIE DREAMS

Scraping bark from an elm tree 

Videotapes of an icy creek

And in the dark of trailer parks

Shining with bonfires made of stars

Is there anything left to be?

Will we let the atoms breathe?

Is it coming for you and me?

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Streaming on a creek 

That has no shores for landing

We can be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

(Don’t look back)

 

Writing numbers under rural bridges

Little trolls in their Abercrombie tees

Not just a memory.

And in the light of a city’s eye

Shining with mundanity, stardust moping

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

(Don’t look back)

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Playing on our cinema screens

That’s morphed with pseudo memories

We can’t be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

 

Speaking tongues in our own religion

Not sure what we’re feeling, but it’s dawning

It’s getting closer.

It’s only around the corner.

(Don't look back)

And I will pray, that the beauty we made, never ends

Standing on the oak tree, full of poison ivy

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

We’re floating onward

To a point where we hope to find

A place to exist

 

It's getting closer,

It's only around the corner

Wear your Abercrombie tees

 

 

RA

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

(Lasers cutting through the dark)

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

 

IN THE CORNER

Standing in the corner

Didn’t do a thing

Worn out, but not damaged

Making it the mission

Even when its muddled

Burnt out; vanishing

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

They’re burning all the witches

Bombing the lonely

Lay out the anxiety

 

Stuck in the corner

Homecoming

She’s up against me

You got your cheerleader

Bending herself over

Calling out for Crowley

 

Learn from what you fail at

(Forget who’s dick you sucked, bro?)

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the fire in me

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Bloodline, bloodline, bloodline…

 

Vandalized the corner

Couldn’t help myself

Torn up, and painted pink

Faking is the mission

Even when acknowledged

Worn out, and tumbling 

(Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling)

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

You delete all of your glitches

Drop the word on me

Fuck you and your hypocrisy

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the faggot in me

 

AGNES OF AMERICA

It’s hard to deny when you’re feeling cracked

Another motherfucker gotta go and make you cry

If only there was a second try

But, game over

If only there was more time

 

Can’t believe the sky is ablaze

I can’t believe the preachers were right

It’s the end of times

 

But, babe, there’s you in the crowd with me

In a world covered in ash

Yeah, dude, you and me in the crowd

With nobody looking

 

It’s easy to fall overboard

Another motherfucker gotta make a bed to lie in

And lie about it

If only you were mine

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

If only there was more time

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

I can’t even see what’s outside lines

But if you would give me some time

 

 

LIGHTER FLUID

There was a dude underneath your plastic nails

Good to youth, making you a toxic shell

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

Stems buried with Apollo

 

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he said

He’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he says

He’s drowning for you, but you aren’t helping out 

Yourself

 

Peer review etched on porcelain

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

And he’s good to you

 

(And he stood by you,

even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

 

(But you enjoy the hell

and he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell)

 

Good to you

Making you a toxic shell

Mis-consrrrr-

But you enjoy the hell

And he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell

Misconstrued

(But you enjoy the hell)

 

(The residue underneath your plastic nails

Glitter youth—)

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you

But you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he says he’s drowning for you

But you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

 

 

TUMBLING

Entry through the sea

As we pull up our sleeves

Leave a reason to need

Someone else, like, we need to breathe

Like, we need to breathe

 

Give us space so we can be free

We just wanna be free

(Tumbling)

Free and healthy

(Tumbling)

 

Choices are ours to conceive

In your reflection

Behind all your notions

Of our conception

We are disaster incarnate

and we have been made for correction

Given our lessons by those who’d rather be

Speaking and teaching

We need to breathe

We need to breathe

 

Follow your inutuition

Consequences are in remission

And all of our time has been written by the stars

One thousand time and more

One thousand time and more

Swear that we settled the score

Hear all the masses uproar

We need know nothing more

 

Have you arrived at the same conclusion?

That there really is no solution

We are pollution, that’s just the way things will be

No one can agree

Fighting until the last tree

On that last hill comes tumbling

Tumbling

 

 

CLAYMATION

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before he rock

Another weekend

Children of the dark

Don’t let yourself off

Violence in a shot

Lasers piercing hearts

Gonna hit this up before I get some sleep. 
 
 Thanks to everybody who has already jammed, or tried to. <3

ABERCROMBIE DREAMS

Scraping bark from an elm tree 

Videotapes of an icy creek

And in the dark of trailer parks

Shining with bonfires made of stars

Is there anything left to be?

Will we let the atoms breathe?

Is it coming for you and me?

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Streaming on a creek 

That has no shores for landing

We can be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

(Don’t look back)

 

Writing numbers under rural bridges

Little trolls in their Abercrombie tees

Not just a memory.

And in the light of a city’s eye

Shining with mundanity, stardust moping

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

(Don’t look back)

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Playing on our cinema screens

That’s morphed with pseudo memories

We can’t be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

 

Speaking tongues in our own religion

Not sure what we’re feeling, but it’s dawning

It’s getting closer.

It’s only around the corner.

(Don't look back)

And I will pray, that the beauty we made, never ends

Standing on the oak tree, full of poison ivy

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

We’re floating onward

To a point where we hope to find

A place to exist

 

It's getting closer,

It's only around the corner

Wear your Abercrombie tees

 

 

RA

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

(Lasers cutting through the dark)

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

 

IN THE CORNER

Standing in the corner

Didn’t do a thing

Worn out, but not damaged

Making it the mission

Even when its muddled

Burnt out; vanishing

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

They’re burning all the witches

Bombing the lonely

Lay out the anxiety

 

Stuck in the corner

Homecoming

She’s up against me

You got your cheerleader

Bending herself over

Calling out for Crowley

 

Learn from what you fail at

(Forget who’s dick you sucked, bro?)

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the fire in me

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Bloodline, bloodline, bloodline…

 

Vandalized the corner

Couldn’t help myself

Torn up, and painted pink

Faking is the mission

Even when acknowledged

Worn out, and tumbling 

(Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling)

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

You delete all of your glitches

Drop the word on me

Fuck you and your hypocrisy

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the faggot in me

 

AGNES OF AMERICA

It’s hard to deny when you’re feeling cracked

Another motherfucker gotta go and make you cry

If only there was a second try

But, game over

If only there was more time

 

Can’t believe the sky is ablaze

I can’t believe the preachers were right

It’s the end of times

 

But, babe, there’s you in the crowd with me

In a world covered in ash

Yeah, dude, you and me in the crowd

With nobody looking

 

It’s easy to fall overboard

Another motherfucker gotta make a bed to lie in

And lie about it

If only you were mine

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

If only there was more time

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

I can’t even see what’s outside lines

But if you would give me some time

 

 

LIGHTER FLUID

There was a dude underneath your plastic nails

Good to youth, making you a toxic shell

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

Stems buried with Apollo

 

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he said

He’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he says

He’s drowning for you, but you aren’t helping out 

Yourself

 

Peer review etched on porcelain

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

And he’s good to you

 

(And he stood by you,

even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

 

(But you enjoy the hell

and he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell)

 

Good to you

Making you a toxic shell

Mis-consrrrr-

But you enjoy the hell

And he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell

Misconstrued

(But you enjoy the hell)

 

(The residue underneath your plastic nails

Glitter youth—)

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you

But you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he says he’s drowning for you

But you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

 

 

TUMBLING

Entry through the sea

As we pull up our sleeves

Leave a reason to need

Someone else, like, we need to breathe

Like, we need to breathe

 

Give us space so we can be free

We just wanna be free

(Tumbling)

Free and healthy

(Tumbling)

 

Choices are ours to conceive

In your reflection

Behind all your notions

Of our conception

We are disaster incarnate

and we have been made for correction

Given our lessons by those who’d rather be

Speaking and teaching

We need to breathe

We need to breathe

 

Follow your inutuition

Consequences are in remission

And all of our time has been written by the stars

One thousand time and more

One thousand time and more

Swear that we settled the score

Hear all the masses uproar

We need know nothing more

 

Have you arrived at the same conclusion?

That there really is no solution

We are pollution, that’s just the way things will be

No one can agree

Fighting until the last tree

On that last hill comes tumbling

Tumbling

 

 

CLAYMATION

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before he rock

Another weekend

Children of the dark

Don’t let yourself off

Violence in a shot

Lasers piercing hearts

Yeah, I pretty much do everything. Haha. 
 
On a side note to others, I'm thinking I'm going to go ahead and release the album today for LB. Just because you guys have been so warming of "Ra". 
How would you guys prefer the album? Soundcloud playlist, or a Youtube video with them together?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards). 

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards). 

ABERCROMBIE DREAMS

Scraping bark from an elm tree 

Videotapes of an icy creek

And in the dark of trailer parks

Shining with bonfires made of stars

Is there anything left to be?

Will we let the atoms breathe?

Is it coming for you and me?

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Streaming on a creek 

That has no shores for landing

We can be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

(Don’t look back)

 

Writing numbers under rural bridges

Little trolls in their Abercrombie tees

Not just a memory.

And in the light of a city’s eye

Shining with mundanity, stardust moping

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

On a cinema screen

(Don’t look back)

 

We can dream all we want

But in the end, it’s an empty song

Playing on our cinema screens

That’s morphed with pseudo memories

We can’t be what we want to be

We were told that it’s worth it, in the end

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

 

Speaking tongues in our own religion

Not sure what we’re feeling, but it’s dawning

It’s getting closer.

It’s only around the corner.

(Don't look back)

And I will pray, that the beauty we made, never ends

Standing on the oak tree, full of poison ivy

But we’re floating onward

To a point where no return exists

We’re floating onward

To a point where we hope to find

A place to exist

 

It's getting closer,

It's only around the corner

Wear your Abercrombie tees

 

 

RA

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

(Lasers cutting through the dark)

 

Ghosts’ faces going through the fog

Sweat all over the floor, can barely stand up

Lasers cutting through the Earth

 

 

IN THE CORNER

Standing in the corner

Didn’t do a thing

Worn out, but not damaged

Making it the mission

Even when its muddled

Burnt out; vanishing

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

They’re burning all the witches

Bombing the lonely

Lay out the anxiety

 

Stuck in the corner

Homecoming

She’s up against me

You got your cheerleader

Bending herself over

Calling out for Crowley

 

Learn from what you fail at

(Forget who’s dick you sucked, bro?)

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the fire in me

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Bloodline, bloodline, bloodline…

 

Vandalized the corner

Couldn’t help myself

Torn up, and painted pink

Faking is the mission

Even when acknowledged

Worn out, and tumbling 

(Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling)

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

You delete all of your glitches

Drop the word on me

Fuck you and your hypocrisy

 

In the midwest

before the fall of Rome

Blasting ‘Sexyback’

In the gymnasium

The girl I can’t remember 

I liked her just fine

But the jersey, your number

printed on your spine

Printed on my mind

The digits were your shrine

You’re on the field, I’m on the bleachers

Where does the spotlight shine?

Stereotype from 2009

Colorblind; nowhere to go, 

The corner is my bloodline

 

Learn from what you fail at

Learn from what you fail at

Lay out the anxiety

Summon all the witches

Straight from Babylon

Bring out the faggot in me

 

AGNES OF AMERICA

It’s hard to deny when you’re feeling cracked

Another motherfucker gotta go and make you cry

If only there was a second try

But, game over

If only there was more time

 

Can’t believe the sky is ablaze

I can’t believe the preachers were right

It’s the end of times

 

But, babe, there’s you in the crowd with me

In a world covered in ash

Yeah, dude, you and me in the crowd

With nobody looking

 

It’s easy to fall overboard

Another motherfucker gotta make a bed to lie in

And lie about it

If only you were mine

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

If only there was more time

(Oh, how I love the boring shit)

I can’t even see what’s outside lines

But if you would give me some time

 

 

LIGHTER FLUID

There was a dude underneath your plastic nails

Good to youth, making you a toxic shell

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

Stems buried with Apollo

 

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he said

He’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood, and he says

He’s drowning for you, but you aren’t helping out 

Yourself

 

Peer review etched on porcelain

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

Slamming booze, the Pied Piper who

Said he’d come through, no rules to follow

And he’s good to you

 

(And he stood by you,

even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you, but you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

A rendezvous, out of truth

Tennis shows? Good for you

He’s good to you

 

(But you enjoy the hell

and he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell)

 

Good to you

Making you a toxic shell

Mis-consrrrr-

But you enjoy the hell

And he’s good to you

Good to youth

Making you a toxic shell

Misconstrued

(But you enjoy the hell)

 

(The residue underneath your plastic nails

Glitter youth—)

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he’d drown for you

But you aren’t helping out

And he stood by you

Even when changing mood

And he says he’s drowning for you

But you aren’t helping out

Yourself

 

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

Lighter fluid

 

 

TUMBLING

Entry through the sea

As we pull up our sleeves

Leave a reason to need

Someone else, like, we need to breathe

Like, we need to breathe

 

Give us space so we can be free

We just wanna be free

(Tumbling)

Free and healthy

(Tumbling)

 

Choices are ours to conceive

In your reflection

Behind all your notions

Of our conception

We are disaster incarnate

and we have been made for correction

Given our lessons by those who’d rather be

Speaking and teaching

We need to breathe

We need to breathe

 

Follow your inutuition

Consequences are in remission

And all of our time has been written by the stars

One thousand time and more

One thousand time and more

Swear that we settled the score

Hear all the masses uproar

We need know nothing more

 

Have you arrived at the same conclusion?

That there really is no solution

We are pollution, that’s just the way things will be

No one can agree

Fighting until the last tree

On that last hill comes tumbling

Tumbling

 

 

CLAYMATION

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

In the clay, in the clay of a smashed ashtray

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before some pot and then he will rock

Another weekend 

Another weekend

Another weekend

The evil has their bracelets

On their wrists of clay

 

The demons the take their hooves and bruise your face

In the backseat of a backbeat oasis

Wonka gotta stop before he rock

Another weekend

Children of the dark

Don’t let yourself off

Violence in a shot

Lasers piercing hearts

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
Youtube version, so you can hear the album flow together. (It may take a few before it hits 1080p.) <3

Currently, only "Abercrombie Dreams" has the lyrics, which are under the Soundcloud stream. 
 
However, just because you asked, I'll be posting them here soon. 

This is the Soundcloud link. I'll do a Youtube video later, for those who don't bother with the site (plus, it doesn't embed here.  )
 
https://soundcloud.com/littleboyvelvet/sets/abercombie-dreams

wow!!

Actually decent. Usually the gays on forums releasing music is a mess, but Ra is good.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards). 

Wow, such a great song! Loved it! I'm here for your album!

Oh wow, this sounds amazing! I like your music style and I can't wait to hear the other songs.
Do you mind me asking if you produce everything yourself? It all sounds quite professional

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards). 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b85UsgNyKM0

My album is almost finished. In the final check-ups and everything. Also debating on an additional track to add (it's up in the air, at the moment, but when you feel the itch to write and produce something, you just got to.) 
 
This was a very personal album, and the first one I spent months on, rather than solely a few weeks. I was influenced by the political climate of post-Trump America, but also about my memories growing up (in the closet) in rural midwest America. This time period was between 2006-2008, so Abercrombie, itself, is a nostalgic pull - and I understand the title can at first seem silly, but I hope it makes better sense in context. 
 
Here's the cover!
 
Brownie points to whoever guesses the album's cover my little gay heart was nostalgically inspired by. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6tZeW-MOEE
 
 
 
UPDATED (FINAL) TRACKLIST:
01. VCR (Intro) [1:07]
02. ABERCROMBIE DREAMS [4:43]
03. RA [4:04]
04. HUMILITY (Interlude) [1:17]
05. IN THE CORNER [3:46]
06. AGNES OF AMERICA [3:16]
07. LIGHTER FLUID [3:09]
08. PAST MIDNIGHT, 2008 (Interlude) [1:46]
09. TUMBLING (feat. Hazel T) [3:49]
10. CLAYMATION (Pts. 1-5) [11:52]
 
Full release this Friday, January 12th (but today for LanaBoards).