Sorry, God. Sorry, Mom. (click me)
i spray painted this live on stage during the last show i ever performed with my tits.
i spent the last three years medically transitioning (HRT) in Portland, OR.
it was there in a downtown one bedroom apartment that i wrote this record with my executive producer Saint Pressure who lived on the other side of the country.
my voice dropped at the end of year 1 and i didn’t know if i could finish it.
they say god works in mysterious ways and i guess i’d have to agree.
the high notes you hear on the record are the ghost of who i used to be.
damn. she could sing.
the guitars and BGV screams are by Anna Orchid and the violins are by Mel Guerison
Messyah did the mix and master.
(I wonder what else is down here.)
this record tells a story
i call my sound Darchnerve.
keep scrolling.
some things are hidden in plain sight.
this site is a maze I built
the clues are right in front of you.
if you get stuck, just ask for the keys.