Dedicated to the children of Gaza, who have seen their friends killed in the streets, who fear death every minute, who no longer have families to go home to, who have seen the land they hold dear systematically turned into hell. To the hope that one day they might be able to grow up and have children of their own who will not know the sound of bombs exploding around them, who will be able to sail...

I was overhearing this guy talking on the phone directly outside my window, and I was playing these chords over and over. The two combined in my head. Sometimes we just need a little bit of hope. This is the second single for the upcoming Rose with Teeth album. LYRICS: "It's a huge trauma thing with him—I'm not a therapist." There's nothing in our blood that determines who we are. This pain is not...

The Russian and Chinese governments have been profoundly involved in the global opioid trade, as has the United States government. Chinese and Russian actors have been known to mass-produce carfentanil, a highly potent synthetic opioid, not only as a drug and cutting agent, but as a chemical weapon. Carfentanil and other fentanyl derivatives are the most common agents in what have been termed "dea...

Sunny Sheu was a Taiwanese immigrant to Queens, NY who was the victim of a mortgage fraud. In the process of attempting to secure justice for himself, he came across evidence allegedly documenting improprieties on the part of the judge on his case who refused to return his house to him even after the fraudsters were arrested. After compiling this evidence, he was harassed by NYPD officers and then...

I made this over the course of about 5-6 hours, just to have some fun and make myself less mental health. This is sort of a teaser for the new directions Rose with Teeth is going in, although at the same time it's a lot sillier, more lighthearted, more guitarless, and less focused than anything that'll be on the next album. • Lyrics: What is here again? I don't remember what I'm supposed to do. It...

All three of my guitars—my electric, my acoustic, and my classical—are broken in some way. This sucks a lot, because everyone's stuck inside due to COVID-19 and I wanna try to capitalise on that by making music. Plus immediately before making this song I realised that I have no fucking clue where I put the screw and spring that keeps the piezo attached to the saddle on my electric, which is just d...

Last month I found out that I still have markers for Lyme disease. I was prescribed antibiotics, and when I began taking them, it hurt. A lot. Living with various mental, physical, and neurological problems has not only impacted my daily life but shown me how badly the world fails to take care of the people who need help the most. I took musical inspiration from Takako Minekawa's song "1.666666",...

This is a remake of a song (original: https://clyp.it/tmsvewpb) I made for my friend Nicole a couple years ago to encourage them. I decided to rerecord it to test out my Line 6 Variax. It's also available as a general pick-me-up./ • Lyrics: I believe in you. You can do it! I believe in you. You can do it!! I believe in you! You can do it!!! And if you don't believe, I believe in you. And if you do...

Three things converged: one, my friend Yael gave me the idea for the title of this track. Two, I challenged myself to write "math noise neofolk w/ blast beats and occasional shrieks". Three, I wanted to write a song loosely around the theme of exploding head syndrome. My lyrics here are more nonsensical and disjointed than usual, in part because my main motivation was musical experimentation; verb...

I initially made this track over the course of about 10 minutes as a sort of affectionate pastiche of blackened crust bands who have thoughtful and intelligent lyrics shrieked in such a manner that they're incomprehensible and you have to read the booklet to get what's being said, as the music proper is made more for cathartic sonic violence than anything. Unfortunately my initial lyrics were alre...

I wanted to make a neofolk song this morning, so I did. It took me 3 hours. Proud of myself. A little existential song for weary times. Like recessions. • Lyrics: This is the world that time has forgot. I am the cream that's left behind to rot. We are the ones that look for an out but we get thrown roundabout. This is the way we have to live: all that we have, we must give, all for this world we m...

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