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Trans Rights Or Else!

by Nu House Studios

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  • Trans Rights or Else T-Shirt (Black) [PRE-ORDER]
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    As we sold out of these shirts in black VERY quickly, we are having an open pre-order for a couple days to make sure everyone who wants one can get one. Order will be placed in a couple days, and we should be shipping these out by early May. We still (as of writing this) have limited quantity of red shirts in stock, which will be shipping out next week:
    nuhousestudios.bandcamp.com/merch/trans-rights-or-else-t-shirt-red

    Printed alongside the compilation album "Trans Rights or Else". Design by @mxskelekitty (IG).
    Shirts printed on Gildan Heavy, model is wearing a size S. All profits go to the Trans Musician Fund, read more below:

    Nu House Studio’s mission is to provide queer musicians, musicians of color, and other marginalized and underrepresented musicians a safe and comfortable space for high-quality recordings. We believe music makes a difference, driving social change and giving hope to others. Having high-quality production is often necessary to have your voice heard in the music industry; however, access to such productions requires either significant capital, or buy-in from a major label. We hope to break the cycle of gatekeeping at the hands of predominantly white cishet men, and give a musical voice to those who are often not allowed it.

    Running & maintaining a studio while paying our bills is costly, and no matter how we set our prices, a large percentage of people do not have access to the disposable income necessary to spend on production costs. Our Trans Musician Fund seeks to allow those with the means to do so help pay for artists who would otherwise not be able to afford to work with us. All profits from our Bandcamp merch store, including these shirts, go straight to the fund to help support trans musicians who work with us. Additionally, you can support the Trans Musician Fund by donating on our Kofi page: ko-fi.com/nuhousestudios

    If you are a trans artist who wishes to work with Nu House Studios & needs financial support in order to do so, please mention the Trans Musician Fund when you contact us about working together! We want to specifically support artists in financial need, but will not require any special applications - support will be based on availability & need from other artists. We would, however, be interested in hearing your music, as we love to support artists whose music promotes revolutionary social and political change!
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  • Trans Rights or Else T-Shirt (Red)
    T-Shirt/Shirt

    Printed alongside the compilation album "Trans Rights or Else". Design by @mxskelekitty (IG).
    Shirts printed on Gildan Heavy, model is wearing a size S. All profits go to the Trans Musician Fund, read more below:

    Nu House Studio’s mission is to provide queer musicians, musicians of color, and other marginalized and underrepresented musicians a safe and comfortable space for high-quality recordings. We believe music makes a difference, driving social change and giving hope to others. Having high-quality production is often necessary to have your voice heard in the music industry; however, access to such productions requires either significant capital, or buy-in from a major label. We hope to break the cycle of gatekeeping at the hands of predominantly white cishet men, and give a musical voice to those who are often not allowed it.

    Running & maintaining a studio while paying our bills is costly, and no matter how we set our prices, a large percentage of people do not have access to the disposable income necessary to spend on production costs. Our Trans Musician Fund seeks to allow those with the means to do so help pay for artists who would otherwise not be able to afford to work with us. All profits from our Bandcamp merch store, including these shirts, go straight to the fund to help support trans musicians who work with us. Additionally, you can support the Trans Musician Fund by donating on our Kofi page: ko-fi.com/nuhousestudios

    If you are a trans artist who wishes to work with Nu House Studios & needs financial support in order to do so, please mention the Trans Musician Fund when you contact us about working together! We want to specifically support artists in financial need, but will not require any special applications - support will be based on availability & need from other artists. We would, however, be interested in hearing your music, as we love to support artists whose music promotes revolutionary social and political change!
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I need you and me Mutually assured degenaration I need I need I need I need I need you and me Mutually assured degeneration You are becoming my Fall from grace fall from grace Beg Plead Dont leave dont leave Through split tongue these words bleed Beg Plead Dont leave dont leave The lies that you still weave I need you and me Mutually assured degeneration Mutually assured degeneration I need you and me Mutually assured degeneration Mutually assured degeneration I need you and me Mutually assured degeneration You are becoming my Fall from grace fall from grace Grasping Pining I need your decadence You make me desperate Grasping Pining I need your decadence You make me desperate Grasping Pining I hate your decadence You make me desperate Grasping Pining I hate your decadence You make me desperate
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from original track, releases on "Vol. III.C: Everything Was Possible And Nothing Was True": Ever since I learned how to want, I have vomit black smoke It pours from my mouth and out my skin, and it turns my teeth to tar It is choking my home and earth. I’m in love with the taste The air is no longer as comforting without a hint of carbon My smoke has filled every crevice. It is the grass, and the rivers, and the bricks with which we build I was listening to the news today. A man died of carbon monoxide poisoning. He was 43 and had two cars and a house built on a lake - muddy, and shallow. The last taste in his mouth was of iron. First responders found his body 86 hours later, bloated and floating in the water, but the electric company refused to take responsibility for his death and repossessed the remains of his home There is no life without smoke. It is desire, and right, and filth. We breathe impurity with prejudice Ever since we learned how to want, we have vomit black smoke. Our walls are stained; wood scorched
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If I carved a jagged hole above my breast and tore out my bleeding heart would you do the same or see it as a burden that I forced you to carry? Would you hear my name for its intent: a memorial in the absence of her burial? Her presence at my private funeral. At the end of the day I need to know if you would still let my light shine on your aging face. Or would you steal yourself away to find a place where I can’t make you glad, where the skies are always grey? If I carved a jagged hole above my breast and tore the sun from my chest would you still accept my light or would you steal yourself away? Would you find a place my love could not reach? Sheltering yourself from my light. Where the skies are always grey.
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It’s a tightrope show of my own design. To walk the cable of this metal twine. Pushing down, I can taste the iron on my tongue. A weekly ritual of self-harm medication. A weekly ritual of self-harm agitation. A blessing in a curse. Tremored hands in preparation. With every scab I peel back brings me closer to my little death. Then builds to a crescendo of screeching. An ensemble of nails pushing song out of slate. A pull then push.
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she asked for 1000 corpses; i was meant to be with her, i heard her voice. thirteen, my body mangled. searching the floor for pages for last words. i glimpse her rotting eyes, and i drink the intoxication of her hollow sockets. abandonment so cruel, she became death itself. perhaps there is an evil even greater than me. why can’t she understand we whose hearts are buried do not deserve love? she visits when the candle burns low, every few years but now more often. i dont ask her to leave, i just need to bathe in her gnawed flesh for just a minute. i turn my back when i get my fix. she doesnt mind, she knows one day i will be hers forever. she asks for more, and i give willingly. atop a ladder, surrounded by lonely walls. my eyes roll back as she tightens her rope, salivating for the taste of freedom. my face closer to hers than ever before. smell of her putrid breath numbs my sorrow. silhouette, in the corner. she is here every night now. caressed by brittle hands. turgid whispers blurring together. she is patient, for i am not her toughest hunt. she is patient, for i have eaten at her hearth.
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jet planes going the opposite way contrails cut the sky, the only trace you left in your wake get high, just killing some time the ceiling softens and fades, a steady stream to get through the night can't let you down if you take nothing from me i know i'll never be the girl you need now all that's left is a town split in two and a cut quartz reminder to love myself as much as you do it came to me in a dream waking up from surgery i'm only really as alone as i want to be from the waterfall to the curtain call, all in all it's been worth it it's no one's fault but i'm giving up cause now i know i can't love you enough for the both of us in your arms i took my armor off turned my volume up, believed i was enough but just because we were happy once don't mean we should get stuck in a life spent wondering i hope you find someone who can love you better i know i'm loved cause i feel loved
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my heart sinks as it rises from the haze the twisted metal skyline built on blood and grief wasteland of greed and despair sacrifice my body to the tumor that is our god death is not enough forced to sell every precious moment while kissing the hand that chokes us no reason left to live but to make you suffer you’ve lined your pockets with my last ounce of joy we all know you’re to blame and we know where you fucking sleep death is not enough i’ll take a pound of flesh for every life you stole from us i will not be the canary in the capitalist soul mine if you want to exterminate me then you will be the first to die defenestrated from the 100th story penthouse body splattered on the concrete an effigy to the rotten fabric of this living hell death is not enough strapped down and forced to endure the horrors you inflicted on us eyes pried open, you will watch your rich fucking friends torn limb from limb force fed, the corpses of pigs choke on your fucking vomit you’re the one who wanted it all and you’ve bitten off more than you can chew CEO of being fucking dead
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“And on your deathbed You inexplicably said ‘The sun is masking the clouds’” He gracefully unlocks the door And we wade across the threshold As six black eyes bore into mine He pacifies the animal A cursory glance o’er my back Reveals the light receding And at the first of nine sharp ivory gates My final thought in crystal: “And I have become the drought” Oh, the indistinct discord Oh, the crux of sound abhorred The sun is masking the clouds And I have become the drought The sun is masking the clouds And I have become the drought
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fog has taken everything. no words left to speak of nothingness, just an empty drone played on repeat. no visibility, panic sets in as claustrophobia consumes me. iridescent clouds, reflecting my hollowness back at me. no memories from the life before, the joy was hallucination from the fumes seeping into my mouth. charting new frontiers of desolation. you will all forget me here. no vultures to pick apart my bones, when i throw my wretched body where light will never reach. my listless face preserved by the bitter nitrogen. your knives cant pierce the farthest reaches of glaciation. you cannot kill what vanishes into the mist. you wont remember me when your mind goes blank. please dont save me. please dont follow me in. please dont remember me. you will be devoured.
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credits

released April 7, 2023

1. Jisei - dying in a desperate attempt to stop and smell the roses
Leda XO - Vocals
Alexis - Guitar, Bass, Drum Programming
Aki McCullough - Mix

2. Stefania Night - Seraphina
Stefania Night - Everything

3. Thotcrime - a better kind of shot
Hayleyy Sparxx - Vocals
Malady Jane - Guitar
Dot Homler - Drum Programming
K. Salmon - Production, Mixing

4. A Constant Knowledge of Death - Ash Winter (Blade of Marrow Remix)
Song originally performed by:
Aki McCullough - Guitars, Mix, Vocals
James Goldmann - Vocals
Mike Gardell - Bass

Remixed by Blade of Marrow (James Goldmann)

5-6. Darya Snide - Forgiveness + Grace
Robin Meehan - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
James Goldmann - Drum Programming
Aki McCullough - Backing Vocals, Mix

7. Stalkers - Lee Majors
Mara Knocklein - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Composition
Rylee Alanza Lyman - Synthesizers
Aki McCullough - Drum Programming, Additional Guitar, Mix

8. Ameonna - izanami
Aki McCullough - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Mix
Avery Hargrave - Drums

9. Mel Stone - Rose Quartz (Demo)
Mel Stone - Everything
Aki McCullough - Mix

10. From Stardust - Body Language
Riley Wren - Production, Mix
Chris Mitchell - Vocals

11. Skerries - C.E.O. (Critically Executed Overlord)
Colin Ludeman - Guitar, Bass, Drum Programming
Aki McCullough - Vocals, Mix

12. Showering - Morning Flight
Ant Tab - Composition, Production

13. Woundlicker - Dead of Night
Melora Cayce - Writing, Performance, Programming, Mix

14. M Tardy - for you, with you
Mikey Tardy - Everything

15. Planepacked - Four Forces
Jessica Kagan - Everything

16. A Constant Knowledge of Death - Piedigrotta (Virgil’s Guidance Mix)
James Goldmann - Everything

17. Shedding Velvet - Brow Tine
Jesse Ivy - Everything

18. Necroplanet - Seas of Frozen Fog
Mike Snow - Guitar, Bass
Aki McCullough - Guitar, Vocals
Avery Hargrave - Drums

19. Sylvia Haynes - The Knotted Howls of Incandescent Slumber
Sylvia Haynes - Everything

All tracks mastered by Aki McCullough

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Nu House Studios Massachusetts

A trans-owned recording studio dedicated to providing a safe space for queer musicians to create heavy riffs.

This profile hosts a compilation of artists we've worked with and our merch store with shirts, the proceeds from which are collected into a fund to help trans musicians offset costs they could not regularly afford to work with us.

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