Microwave
1. Microwave is an alternative/emo band from Woodstock, Georgia, formed in 2013. Members: Nathan Hardy - Vocals, Guitar Wesley Swanson - Guitar Tyler Hill - Bass Timothy Pittard - Drums LPs: Stovall (2014) Much Love (2016) Death Is a Warm Blanket (2019) EPs: Nowhere Feels Like Home (2013) Swine Driver (2013) When the Fever Breaks (2013) Split with Head North (2015) 2. A Vietnamese nu-metal group.
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Microwave
1. Microwave is an alternative/emo band from Woodstock, Georgia, formed in 2013. Members: Nathan Hardy - Vocals, Guitar Wesley Swanson - Guitar Tyler Hill - Bass Timothy Pittard - Drums LPs: Stovall (2014) Much Love (2016) Death Is a Warm Blanket (2019) EPs: Nowhere Feels Like Home (2013) Swine Driver (2013) When the Fever Breaks (2013) Split with Head North (2015) 2. A Vietnamese nu-metal group.
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You Wanna Know How I Got These Bars?
With some of the best rap flow I've heard on a track, this song dives into the depths of an anxiety spiral, talks about how I break out of it, and resolves with a better tomorrow. It's the 6th track on my new album, released August 23, 2024, and I'm incredibly proud of the lyricism in it and the imagery it paints. Enjoy! ----- Lyrics: Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed It's like all hope died in my head I know I won't try to pretend I know I come off as bitter, angry, distant, and confused Cuz when the fuses blow within my brain, my neurons blacken blue Just like a bruise A brewing storm of booing faces in the news Of booming statements from the pews Into my basement I'll recluse And there I'll stew I threw a tantrum and I stamped out to my anthem But the few presiding thoughts within my brain didn't go tandem They just spiraled off into the distance Spinning their own threads Playing the fiddle in my head Shouting from the minarets "You're lesser than!" "There's better men" "If they can't do it no one can" "No there is no more time within a day You've spent all you can spend Just on a trend" "You're lesser, lousy, lusting for a lasting end But listen friend, you're little hissy fit will not latch on again" "Your acumen is lacking, looking like a liquid in a lens A leaky liquor cabinet dripping drapping tar into your zen The garden's red The bars are bled Don't start again You're hardly fed? You're full and fiending for just more and more and more and more again So go ahead And sing a song about how you're stuck in your head And how you're bucking the trend But know that your luck's at an end" I hear the thoughts up in my brain and write em down It feels profound at times and other times I feel just like a clown But either way, when I just say the thoughts that threaten my well being I find that by the end I've found myself a better feeling I think that lending thoughts a voice provides me mental healing And that lining them to lyrics is a healthy way of dealing So if you find my journal and the dark thoughts that I've written Just know that I had better times, I just wrote out my affliction When the darkness seems to hide the way Just look around and you can find a way out Don't hide away from contrast night and day Just grab a pen and you can write your way out Today I woke up in a better state of mind I tend to find that when I wait the weight abates and stays behind It dissipates, capitulates, and fizzles straight into the sky The morning light is more inviting for a lightness on the eyes In the pinks and periwinkles, I forget the dark of night And the sprites that gave me fright seem more diminutive in size All their lies and gnashing incisors have lost their ghastly guise They're pacified, won't patronize Just bad advice in the dawning bright So, in the light and in the brightness of the day I find a spriteliness and liveliness that I wont chase away I like the radiance and salience of going out to play So out my way, on sunny days, I don't have that much to say When the darkness seems to hide the way Just look around and you can find a way out Don't hide away from contrast night and day Just grab a pen and you can write your way out more
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The Day I Met You
Just released my first single on Sunday. Would love some feedback from fellow musicians! Also, some help with microgenres would be appreciated! I'm so lost past "Singer-Songwriter"more
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