Trick or Treat, Witches

It's the most wonderful time of the year! #Halloween!

What better way of celebrating than engaging in grand acts of passion towards the very evil-doers of your heart? It's like TP'ing someone's house, only there's a lot less to clean up afterwards (or a lot more depending on how you roll)! And what better music to have scoring the joyous occasion than our take on a timeless classic?

Remember children, the key to any kind of criminal achievement is to always have fun and be yourself. Stay safe out there!

Yours Cruelly,
theRave

New Music is Here (Yet Again)

The last song I uploaded was one I put into the vault but ultimately decided to release. In the weeks since then, I've combed through a few of the unreleased stuff lying around the vault and found a song that I felt captures where my head's at currently. This is a song I recorded a while ago, but the words still ring true for me at this point in life. I suppose there's a trend happening here...

I think everyone we know (and perhaps ourselves too, if we're being honest) is going through some deep stuff. Maybe it's really heavy, maybe it's just nagging, but it's ultimately unhealthy if we keep it bottled up. Let's just remember to be kind to ourselves and ask for help when we might otherwise be too spiteful, prideful, or scared to. Let's remember that we are not alone; not on this earth, and certainly not in this life. We are all here, and have each other for a reason.

Hit me up if you need to talk.

New Music is here

I recently had a very important conversation with a close friend about some things I was going through, and it opened my eyes to a perspective that was really helpful. I recorded this song just a few hours later, but I was gonna leave it in the vault. It was only recorded for me to listen to when I needed something to act as my medicine and help me out of a pretty dark place in my head (regarding this particular situation, at least). However it's been really helpful; listening to this recording was balancing me back to normal. I suppose something about hearing my voice say the words was kinda like confronting myself with the truth. No hiding from it this time. It was so helpful for me, that I figured it might be the same for someone in need as well.

Yes that's me breathing heavy, having a hard time getting the lyrics out. Yes those are dissonant chords thrown in to give you an idea of how fucked things can sound/feel in my head. This was just meant to show you what "going through hurtful shit" feels like for me. But I'm surviving, and guess what that means? So can you.

SO CAN YOU. I promise.