album: Get A Grip (album version)

The apocalypse is Lovecraftian this time.

This music is named after the Australian film of the same name, about the end of the world.

This is the lead single from the new Dissident Sound Lab album ‘Terms and Conditions Apply’.
The album as a whole takes a rather jaundiced view of life in late-stage capitalism. This track is one of the lighter moments, setting a deliberately absurd automated answering service to a funky electronic soundtrack.

The album has some darker tracks.

If anyone is interested you can listen to the whole album here:
https://ian.mathias-baker.com/release/terms-and-conditions-apply

lyrics translations

album: Songs of Love and Hate

covers: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Aimee Mann, Janileigh Cohen, Ghost

I should've posted the video version maybe, instead of this live version.

via r / obscuremusicthatslaps

About arriving in Hollywood, but the title and several segments can be read more broadly.

album: Mental Illness

via her cover of Avalanche by Leonard Cohen

Ain't no love in the room
Just hard lessons and cold air
Watch who you feed
They say it's all love but the love look like a lease
Rent is due and the loyalty deceased
I'm counting up the paper just to buy a little peace
But the more I get the more the vultures on the streets
Ain't no love in it
Just blood and rust in it
Keep your circle tight and put a heavy plug in it
Staring at the ceiling fan, thoughts spinning like a drill
Paid the heavy price for the game – look what it bought
Trust is a currency I spent all the way down
I sleep with one eye open so I barely even slept
They want a piece of the pie but never baked the crust
I keep the phone on silent – it's only me I trust
I'm dealing with the trauma, masking it with commas
Piranhas in the circle wearing fake smiles for us
I got no love written on the inside of my brain
People stand inside the fire and complain about the rain
I just archive the betrayal and I file away the pain
You can't break a solid structure when it's built outside the frame
They say it's all love but the love look like a lease
Rent is due and the loyalty deceased
I'm counting up the paper just to buy a little peace
But the more I get the more the vultures on the streets
Ain't no love in it
Just blood and rust in it
Keep your circle tight and put a heavy plug in it
I don't need new friends – the old ones cleared the room
Fake smiles when I'm up but they can nowhere be found
I put the wall up, built it brick by heavy brick
You looking for a handout while I'm looking at the ground
They claim they riding with you till the gas hit on empty
Suddenly got amnesia – cold – like they never meant me
I treat the game just like I treat the block
Trust nobody, heavy padlock sealed across the stock
It's cold outside but my chest don't feel it no more
I'm looking at the rearview – my only real soldier
Every handshake feel like a setup in disguise
I just look them in the face and read the motives in their eyes
The math ain't mathing when you add up all the snakes
Subtract the fake love, see exactly what it makes
Zero
Nothing left but the weight in the room
Swept the fake ones out the circle with a heavy broom
I'm reading between the lines, the text is written bold
You can't buy back your spirit once the integrity is sold
So we keep it moving slow in the dark
No love left to give – just a stone in the chest
I let the beat cry because I forgot how to weep
Playing chess with my survival while the whole city asleep
Ain't no love in it
Just blood and rust in it
Keep your circle tight and put a heavy plug in it

Live experimental and ambient performance at NEEMfest 2026 in Homer, NY.