How trauma has led me to make my own music

by Vaena

How trauma has led me to make my own music by Vaena
Photo: Terence Sengers


I remember the bullying. I remember them hurting me, but also me hurting myself. Have you ever had a period in your life where you feel like you just don’t belong anywhere? That’s the feeling I’ve been having all my life. Although it’s obviously not a very nice feeling, it’s led me to think in a big way & do great things, like a few of my biggest achievements: writing my own songs & releasing my first single.

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Soy Milk, Bolo Ties, And Vampire Blowjobs: The Ethan Hall Story

by Ethan Hall

Soy Milk, Bolo Ties, And Vampire Blowjobs: The Ethan Hall Story
Ethan Thomas Hall’s music is characterized by isolation, poverty, and perversion. No other artist quite captures the modern struggle of the straight white male to such a scathing and saucy degree, completely DIY and unsigned proletariat pop.

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Here comes the raven flying by

by HELGA

Here comes the raven flying by
I’ve always been drawn to the feeling of flying up high in the sky or swimming in the deepest waters. I can’t swim. I can’t fly. But these are all possible in the dream world. I can make music, so this is one way for me to bring it into the physical, waking world and make it palpable. My debut EP “Nebulous” is an outcome of this.

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Singing/Songwriting/Sisters

by Nine Year Sister

Singing/Songwriting/Sisters by Nine Year Sister
We are sisters, we write songs, we tell stories.

……We offered our first album on Bandcamp for free – (fans could pay if they wanted.) Someone paid 50 cents for one of our songs and we couldn’t believe it.

That was all the encouragement we needed……

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Pitch Black Noise: How I Learned to Write Lyrics

by Anna Brooks

Pitch Black Noise: How I Learned to Write Lyrics
In the first grade, I carried history books around like spell books. There was this magic about language that I felt compelled to keep close, like it had secret powers that I didn’t have access to yet. Clinging to an impressive-looking pile of books every day at school was also how I prevented my classmates from realizing I couldn’t read.

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Dignity of The Unknown

by Euan B Graham

Dignity of The Unknown - The Music of Euan B Graham
I began with a classical training from age eight on violins made by my grandfather, from a half size to three quarter, then to his “number 2” with a finessed fiddleback grain in high glaze. His Luthier’s hands I remember as large and gnarly as they would trace the creases of my palm to elucidate future prospects. After ten years of scales and arpeggios working my way through graded texts filled with compositions by the gifted and deceased, a final concert in the embers of 1990 marked the occasion of my last musical performance on stage, aside from dreams.

Barely 12 months passed before my own strange sounds were committed to cassette tape for the first time, born of a natural necessity to do, and it was this background of prescribed exam pieces that gave me something to react against.

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