Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts

Friday, October 30, 2015

Happy Hallow's eve

Now here's the musical equivalent of apples and razorblades.

Which is to say it's a return to form of doomed folk and sludge paced blues. So this holiday season if you need the sound of party and melancholy but on fire in a trash can lighting up a back alley of regret, look no further.




Thursday, April 30, 2015

It's either this or Hobo Knife Fights


 Let's get this self-serving music project party underway. 
For all your physical End Credit Blighters needs. Hand crafted artwork, including the Immolations I on cassette and all previous material on CD. Just look at them. 


Now buy something or get out. 

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Old ammo for new wounds

Against the current trend of up to the second coverage of nothing I will update if and when stuff happens. Good news, wonderful, that's a shame, how's your mom and moving along.


  Who doesn't love a preface / consumer warning? This was one of the first songs written for this project, add four years with a slight alteration in course and accepting the polarizing label of experimental, that's the first awkward step. Now if you can wrap your head around a misinterpretation of Link Wray with Neurosis worship, here you go.

Also if you're interested all of the Canons and Wolves demo was re-recorded and sounds a bit better.

Now back to work.  





Friday, August 2, 2013

March on



 Hey I've been kind of busy so I outsourced my updates to a better skilled writer.
Quit your whining you get a brand new song to listen to then disregards, so cheers





 
-This week sees another release of a song by the so called musical collective end
credit blighters. It consists of one man which digs up once again the age old argument
of whether or not a one man orgy is just masturbation. This has dogged philosophers
and the lonely for as long as man has no longer been afraid of being wiped off the
food chain by much more agile and efficient creatures. So if you listen you
are contributing to this never ending uroborus circle jerk. For someone with no
sense of humor dan is a mediocre song writer and this latest collection of notes
and rhythm displays an almost peace to violent to peace to violent that borders somewhere
between pretentious and clever. It's in the same neighborhood as ironic and witty but
they refuse to be seen with the likes of those two. I digress. You brought this
on yourself in fact having me write the introduction for this song may just be
a means for him to avoid having to preface what this song is about.
That dirty pig fucker. So bottom's up to the thinning lines between how our artists
and those in charge operate.
-Oswald.

anyways new fancy layout over at the bandcamp and more coffeehousery until I bamboozle
some respectable music club into giving me a chance.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

IT LIVES.

But we may still kill it?



More ass kicking less bubble gum chewing sort of song up at the bandcamp.
Have a listen. Unless you thought Inception was the pinnacle of western
storytelling, in which case HERE's a lesson on metaphors and plot,
but you have to wait until the end to learn it.




More ways to experience this audio disaster, other than
uncomfortably by yourself near a computer, coming to get you soon.

Evil laughter.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

sabbat of the he got shows

Redundancy rules! An update on the update.


So you want our very own cd to brag about? You want an 11x 17 poster with all the lyrics on the back?
If you got two whole dollars show up at any of the following shows over the next however long it takes to sell 15 cds to confused witnesses, one can be yours. While supplies last. Also bring dollhairs and we're taking your kidneys. Dont worry there will be more cds with booklets just not as sweet or professionally printed ish.

So now to see how this nonsense goes over? Of course they're coffeehouses/Open mics you're not dealing with confident morons here.
12/12 All Asia Cambridge MA
12/13 !UPDATE! NOTHING BECAUSE THURSDAY DOESN'T EXIST FOR ME THIS YEAR.
12/14 Ask me about technical non electric acoustic difficulties.......

If nothing else they serve alcohol at every one of these fine establishments. Speaking of more beer, two more songs are finalized and ready for recording. What's that you say about will they sound
better well that depends on if I can record them under better conditions soooooooo who's got a basement attic alley or storage space for recording? Double goes if you can record.  Stay tuned or get at me.

GO AND LISTEN HERE.  We attack after dusk but before last call.