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P.I.S.S. (PHA(S)TBEAT INDUSTRIAL SILLYSTEP), by 4lung
14 track album

HEy what the FUCK!!! I finally finished the GOOFIEST, STUPIDEST most beautiful album i’ve ever made in my life and i had a WHOLE LOT OF FUN doing it. Using only the highest quality novelty soundfonts, overdriven synth textures and obnoxious machine sounds available, the idea behind P.I.S.S. [PHA(S)TBEAT INDUSTRIAL SILLYSTEP] was to emulate the sound of some mangled and mashed bastard-child of a hyperniche musical subgenre which doesn’t actually exist. The other idea behind it was that i thought it woulfd be a fun time to make, and i was right. It came out rly fucking cool and took a long time and i’m proud of it…. 

DOWNLOAD INSCLUDES:

1. a whole bunch of dipshit bonus content, including multiple full length TOP SECRET tracks

2. full size high quality cover art by the lovely @goasthed 

3. isolated instrumental recordings intended for use as royalty-free producer resources

4. some other cute party favors as well. 

U can trade me some money for this thing if you want to, but also, you can just have it for FREE if you want. Thank you so much 4 investing your valuable attention in my dumb art.

warned” // maya kern

i’ve been too eager before

my heart can’t bear much more

and you — you don’t get it

you don’t love me like i want — just admit it

and i — i’m so torn

i wish that i’d been warned

new song! i’ve been trying to finish this one for so long i decided to jump the gun and just go ahead and release it as a single for $1! hope you all enjoy it!

I saw a text post on here one time about how there should be a tumblr symphony orchestra and I just think that would actually be really cool. Like we could have a few different ensembles even, just all of the orchestra people and concert band and marching band people etc get together to form a few huge ensembles just for fun like once a year

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forgot I was playing for sec and tried to dab because dab controls my life😂 #sundayshredsesh 🎻
ft. the legendary scat of Ella Fitzgerald🎤 singing #onenotesamba performed in 1969. an absolute favorite performance of mine and must watch/listen!! #jazz #violin #jazzviolin #cruemusic #crueisthefuture

This will most likely be the cover for my new EP. It’s a hand-cut collage made by the excellent Tim Lukeman. I’ve been following his art for some time now. I fell in love with this one piece

I kept coming back to it. 

So I decided to send him a message and, not only was he super nice and kind in his reply, he agreed to have his work used as cover art for my EP. I’m stoked.

I’ll be including songs that I’ve previously released on SoundCloud. I might include a new one. It’ll probably be about 4-5 songs. And I’m releasing it very, very soon. 

Thank you all so much for your support. Anything I can write is inadequate in expressing how much it means to me. 

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Aunt Jane's Wacky Knife Play Fortress, by 4lung
8 track album

Ever think to yourself, “Wow, that 4lung sure does make some pretty OK music, but if only it were a little grosser, grimier, sexier, more dangerous…”? 

Well you’re in luck!  Because instead of working on commissions like a rational artist who would like to stay alive would, I just finished up a side project I’ve been slowly chipping away at for months, and it’s called:

 Aunt Jane’s Wacky Knife Play Fortress

This tape is an exploration of a whole new style for me, as well as containing the first songs that I have ever used any sort of softsynth for (up to this point i was using soundfonts exclusively, don’t ask me why). It originally started as me trying to make a fistful of spooky downtempo bass-bangers, but i quickly realized that high-energy aural maximalism is something that I can’t escape and have no real desire to.  Some of these tracks were crafted as distractions during bouts of intrusive thought or anxious panic, some in headspaces of sexual curiosity, and some just because of sudden ideas that I thought would be fun.

So here it is, 8 tracks of murderously dancable, non-academically composed mischief, straight from my brain to your ear with a big ugly smooch. 

As always, feel free to name your price (including free). Hope u enjoy,

-Jane

demo #1 02/25/15
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Improv done on a chilly Wednesday night that resulted in our first little demo.
Inspired by the events in Ferguson, Chapel Hill, and recent backtrack in LGBTQ rights.

released 26 February 2015

Lyrics: Alixes Laca

Guitar: Tyler Bowman

Box drum: Kevin Hackler

If I thought I would be the age I am
Watching all of our brothers and sisters fall
Different colors, families, brought to death
Cut short for selfishness
and empty goals


But who wins, and who loses, in this game
Play it right, play your cards,
There’s no need to fight


Emptiness in our heads
For the thoughts of others
Feel the same, feel their pain
You can try
Would you survive knowing you’re in danger too?

Freedom rings
In empty ears hollowed with hate

Fight for the ones who don’t have a voice
Fight for those who are too small to speak
Fight for you and I

The future
The future it falls in your hands
It falls in your hands

A cup of tea on a Saturday is different

Demo #2 (Loose Lips) 03​/​02​/​15
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A Kimya Dawson cover for those who miss watching Juno every weekend and wish to relive the feeling of angst that radiates from this song, kinda like we do.

released 02 March 2015

Loose lips might sink ships but loose kisses take trips
To san francisco, double dutch disco,
Tech tv hottie, do it for scotty
Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging,
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How’s it gonna be?
I’ll drop kick russell stover, move into the starting over house
And know matt rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams
And we’ll pray, all damn day, every day,
That all this shit our government has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds
So if you wanna burn yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
And if you wanna cut yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
And if you wanna kill yourself remember that I LOVE YOU
Call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, I’ll be your friend
Shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for
So I’ll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
And I’ll say FUCK COPS AND FUCK THIS WAR
My war paint is sharpie ink and I’ll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful
They think we’re disposable, well both my thumbs opposable
Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging,
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be