Music

Sssshhhh. Listen. It is there, sliding down in between the falling rain. The End of Days is pouring down upon us. There will be no escape from the twisted and tortured existence as the kingdom of Man gives way to the rise of Beasts.  ...

This is the imaginary scene that plays out in my mind when I listen to FacexHugger’s new release, Sci-Fi Violence. Already a favorite on the rotation, this album is a straight up killer at establishing a mood that screams into the shadows that surround this fictionalized search party. Space doesn’t want you ...

Do you always drive by night?" She said, looking at him with a worrying gaze. "Yes." He took a drag from his half burned cigarette while gazing the city lights below. "Isn't that dangerous? Especially in your line of work?" She turned her eyes to the city ...

It is the roll of thunder against an open sky. Booming into the distance with a machine gun-like progression of beats and noise. This is the sound of the future. Dark clouds are gathering above. It is as if the lone figure thrashing about below them has ordered this congregation ...

 "In the day, a place of dreams and leisure, surrounding the city with glamorous subtropical paradises. At night a place of mystery and adventure, where the city streets hold wonderful places to visit with neon lights and art throughout the area.  Near the ocean shores of Miami Florida, Dream Shore "

"It was the year 3218. Life on Earth has changed. The era of transhumanism was upon us. Extreme breakthroughs in human augmentation led the Earth's nation into a frenzy. The transhumans were starting to attack the humans in an attempt to purge the nation believing that humans were ..."

A man with a slick hairstyle, neat and clean around the edges, chomps down on a loaded burrito. He’s standing at the corner of a crowded street. Some of it falls to the cracked sidewalk at his loafers. Thankfully, it misses his suit. The other cop, in a Hawaiian shirt and cool shades, grimaces ...

Braddock, Pennsylvania. A young man, sensitive to the sunlight, has moved to the neighborhood. This is an idyllic area of this blue-collar town. Children play in fenced-in yards. Families picnic on the weekend. Sundays are honored with church attendance. And, on Monday, the adults go ...