This is the newest song from a rap group featuring me (Jacket), Josh (Curious Jeeves) and Alex (Alexander the Great). I produced the beat, which samples a song by The Sunglasses, a kickass local band that JOSH is actually in!! so, 420 degrees of separation or some shit
I wrote 2 new Trench Party songs recently and I’ll record and post them soon! I love you! I love you! Thanks for listening!
new trench party song that’s been in the works for a while! note the super tight chords and sweet drum loop (the first drum loop I’ve ever recorded myself on a real drum kit). oh man, it’s so smooth…so chill and laid back, but it’s about a transexual experiencing an identity crisis
this is a new rap song I wrote and produced a few days ago. the beat is insane as usual. the rhymes consist of a bunch of loose stanzas written over the course of the past few months that haven’t been on any songs yet. to be honest, the future of “Trench Party” the musical project is currently questionable. I feel like the time is nigh to focus entirely on refining this hip-hop shit
this is a song that was originally recorded on a tape recorder in 2008 for a split cassette with house cat, which was pushed back for a long time until it was ultimately shelved. this is the second recording of the song. the trench party live band experience played this song a few times at shows but it was phased out with gusto, as it is one depressing sonofabitch. I like it though, and this song along with the other re-recordings will be released as a new trench party EP soon…title tba
this is ann marie's artwork for the split. if you ask me its a real shame it weren't used
here’s a new song! I guess whereas the old lyrical themes of trench party were corruption, authority and government, the new lyrical themes have evolved primarily into ruminations on depression, happiness and its effects. this song is basically the lighter side of the emotional spectrum. I tried to write the happiest song I could think of. when I originally had the idea it was going to be entirely sarcastic but it ended up being sincere because life is awesome!
life is great. ain’t it grand when you start feeling like something good is bound to happen? finally I have that elusive contentment in my grasp and I will not question its origin cause it’s got me feeling so very fine! it’s the best when you let all your stress be collected with the refuse. clear the cobwebs of self-loathing from your tortured psyche for the benefit of that tiny sprout of happiness. look you in the eye and tell yourself to shut up. tell yourself to stop making joy seem so abstract. the weather’s always changing but the storm inside your head is not, so take this brief good feeling as your present.
me and my friend alex just finished recording a new song for his solo-project archaeology in the basement. alex is one fuck of an amazing piano player and songwriter and this track is just another example of his innate ability to craft heartfelt pop brilliance. I think this will probably be on the upcoming trench party/archaeology split on terminal detour atlanta!
another old trench party song, recorded in the year 2009 in an apartment in dahlonega and a Ben’s bedroom in cabbagetown, atlanta. a hippie anthem of sorts, about the impending human-induced apocalypse or something…in the interest of full disclosure, I don’t actually care about any of that shit. thanks for listening, it’s trench party!
we finally completely depleted our fresh water. from coast the ocean the ocean is toxic with our sludge. now the soil is useless. no vegetation will thrive. the sky is muddy with poisons screaming to escape our atmosphere. the populace is choked with fear for the fate of humanity. bolt up your doors now and seal all your windows tight. earth will have her vengeance tonight. your faith in your children to amend the mess we’ve made is gone because we’ve not a future. our decadence finally has caught up with us. we created gods to give us the planet and say unto us we could do as we pleased. never for once did we admit our complicity in the bringing of our own demise. fire is raining from the skies. let’s rejoice in her victory!
I have never had anybody reblog my posts to my knowledge, I guess either because I never asked for it or I never post gifs of people fucking…but reblogging is an excellent way to show your support for my band, trench party! why not reblog your favorite song today?
here’s a new song and despite the fact that it is almost unfathomably amazing, I can already sense that some people will be like “aww, jake WTF” at the lyrics. to these people I say this: thanks for listening to Trench Party!
new song that I personally consider to be one of the greatest songs ever made, but that’s just my opinion! it’s about exactly what you think it is and will definitely be on the upcoming trench party/archaeology split on terminal detour atlanta, son boyee
May I offer a tip? Thank you. Telling people your music is good isn't promotion. It's off-putting. Your music may well be good but when you say it, it casts an unintentional shadow of ego over it that might lose you some friendly ears. I say this as a fan.
fine, my music sucks. stop listening to it you dumb fan
here is a brand-ass new song that I literally JUST recorded. it’s a little more electronic than my songs usually are…uhh but it’s really good. this song is about how it’s sometimes hard to remember to not just smoke pot and cigarettes and drink coffee and watch tv all day…you know what I mean?
something went haywire with the faculties that recognize the root of my desperation. poison clouds my mind. I satiate myself with drugs or mindless entertainment rather than looking inward to remove the cancer. keep taking the easy way out. keep trying to make better of myself but am persistently deterred by simple distractions of dropping out. time to think about reconfiguration.
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kitchen was one of three EPs I released in 2010. this was the first of my albums to feature electric guitar. I wasn’t surprised to see this truly abysmal review from punknews…this is some of the least punk music I’ve ever made. it’s low-energy, sad, somber and chill and was heavily influenced by black metal and pedro the lion. it sounds like if the softies was one depressing douchebag rather than two ladies. it’s pretty good though, I still like it I guess. one thing I must point out though, only because it’s incredibly obvious to me: the last line of this review is “I’m not sure why [trench party] chose to record some boring, homemade acoustic songs.” this is, in fact, my first album ever to have virtually NO acoustic guitar on it whatsoever. no disrespecz, it’s just funny
“making dollars is the only thing that makes sense”
I wrote and recorded this song at ann marie’s house when I was 18. I think it was right after I had released the [untitled] compilation. I guess it’s about the impending economic collapse at the time…most likely inspired by the fact that I had a really hard time finding a job. it’s a fan-favorite! my friend brittany used it for her show the cause, and it was also on the first terminal detour compilation, a terminal detour tribute to patrick swayzeand the trench party b-side comp loose. be sure to check out all that stuff I just mentioned, and also check out beatlanta and a pile of lo-fi! who were nice enough to plug the aforementioned b-side comp on their respective blogs.
for a limited time only, we’re liquidating our entire inventory. nothing will be held back. everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, must go! debtors demand reimbursement or litigation. the transitory world of business is a slippery slope; those who embark are prone to failure of the worst kind. we were like pioneers, our pride our only sustenance. our bottom line is the golden horizon because making dollars is the only thing that makes cents and sense is better than nonsense. this is your last chance for quality goods and quantity prices, this is your final opportunity.
this is a new song, recorded right before the last song I put out, what’s it called…oh yeah, "stifle yourself". this song was written on an acoustic guitar, something I’ve generally phased out of trench party completely. I don’t really like folk-ish stuff anymore, that’s why I usually record on my keyboard. this one turned out ok though…however it’s definitely a b-side.
I seem to always catch myself at a bad time when I’m not receptive to positive assimilation of information; I can only see the truth. forced to acknowledge the aching of grey matter in my dysfunctional lobes. why can’t my heart just leave my brain the hell alone? and I yearn for your embrace, girl, since you left me on my lonesome. I’m a natural disaster. I seem to be leaking joy or charisma from an invisible scratch. the daily “what am I doing, and what for?” sinks its claws into my back. I find myself sitting with my teeth clenched waiting for the hate to pass. why can’t it be as easy as it was in the past? and I yearn for your embrace, girl, since you left me on my lonesome. I’m a natural disaster. I need white noise to keep myself at bay.
this is a song I wrote and recorded last year, just after the Decadence sessions. it’s about feeling like you suck, then feeling like you suck for thinking you suck so much, then being like “fuck this shit, I can’t just sit around thinking I suck all the time, that’s sucky” and then doing awesome shit. it is probably the quintessential Trench Party jam.
I’m working on recovering that place I existed free of guilt and indignant pride again. I know it’s somewhere between passive observation and maniacally depriving myself. This shit just gets too easy; keeping my comfort in check is like a game of wits. It’s hard not to see the extremes as tantalizing. “It’s depression or excess! Moderation is death!” I gotta learn to fucking take it sloooow. I’m telling myself that I’m a good guy; I shouldn’t be discouraged by my own proclivity toward enjoyment. Just because I’m not struggling doesn’t mean I have to ritualistically lash myself like an Opus Dei. I’ll focus on my breathing and say in my head once again, “I’m doing all that I can” and regardless of whether or not that’s good enough, there’s no time to self-analyze or wallow in regret. I’ve got work to do and I better get a move on soon.
here is a really great new song I recorded yesterday in the basement. writing it was a magical experience…I had the music part down and when I started writing lyrics they were initially about my depression and how it was pointless to try to get myself out of it because it would just happen again and I should probably just kill myself, etc. but then I got to the second part of the song and found that I wasn’t really moved to write words like that anymore because I simply felt better. so the song is literally a conversation between my depressed self and my happy self.
I don’t know, I think I’m probably bipolar. this shit happens all the time. hopefully one day I can afford antidepressants. until then…TRENCH PARTY lives!!!
hey everybody, I’m Trench Party here with another brand new song. it’s about a gay dude coming out of the closet, inspired by that queen song “don’t stop me now”. I’m not sure if that’s what that song is about but it sure sounds like it and it’s totally awesome. queen rules. my shit is awesome too though and if you agree remember to tell your friends and whoever about my band Trench Party. support local kickass music yall
hello everybody! my name is Jake and this is the brand new EP of my solo-project trench party! it’s called Vacation, it’s 8 songs composed on keyboard, and it is drastically different from all my other stuff. regardless, it is my best effort to date and I’m incredibly excited to show it to you! please DOWNLOAD A .ZIP OF THE ENTIRE ALBUM or enjoy it for free at a vast variety of internet locations:
LYRICS: trust yourself. you can’t trust yourself when biology occurs and your fight or fight instinct is perturbed. when a bump in the night causes you to wake up screaming with your hands around the throat of the love of your life, you’ll know I’m right. you can’t even leave yourself unattended for a mere forty winks, for the primate in your brain has got itself a testy violent streak. you can’t even not question reality; that ache of doubt is yours. what if you awake to find your life is over?
the new ridiculous jacket album was completed yesterday. that’s the cover. it features 10 new tracks produced by nutz and jacket hisself. it’s really really fucking good. it will drop simultaneously with the new trench party EP vacation.
track list be’s like:
1. a.h.b.s. (produced by Jacket)
2. dick jacket (produced by Jacket)
3. hate jacket (produced by Jacket)
4. my invective (produced by Nutz)
5. mafioso shit (produced by Nutz)
6. ughh yeah yeah (produced by Nutz)
7. boo! (produced by Nutz) <—-stream or download it up there^^^
you people are glorifying mediocrity by following fleeting trends. you may not know it but you are endangering our liberty. by willingly giving up your individuality and submitting to a mass standardization, you empower our oppressors. you will never escape the sword of retribution for your simple-mindedness. revolution is not televisible. you are consumed by the fight, but in a furnished house how do you sleep at night?
it’s another snow day, so here’s a brand new song! Thanks, Keyboard!
If I embrace my indifference for the outcome, I survive. arrogantly matching life’s coldness is the only way to thrive. life can’t tempt me with its fallible indulgences. I’m apathetic towards existence and your love will never change that. I have never felt anything for anything at all. I don’t understand what people mean when they speak of pain and pleasure. everything’s a trifle; you won’t make me concede. I don’t care for life or death and your love will never change that.