Thursday, October 13, 2011

Vegetable War


I recently did a guest spot on the upcoming Reznik album. Also it is now a single.

Peep some sound clouds.


Also here's another great single, no me this time though.


Friday, July 1, 2011

Post-Dead Bird

Broke 150 downloads this week, every bit helps, and I appreciate the hell out of you guys. It's really pretty fabulous getting to live this dream. My whole life I've been striving to create something, and finally putting out something I'm proud of is a remarkable experience. If nothing else, it's something to put on my epitaph.

Wristbands are in, they're black, embossed plastic, that's kind of hard to get a good picture of. I'm including one with every shirt purchase, but if you just want to help a brother out and buy some, they're 2 bucks each, or 2 for 3 if you're thrifty.

I like wearing my own t-shirt, but it's kind of like a giant nametag. A little embarrassing in public.

As far as music news goes, I'm not stopping to breathe for a second. Hidalgos is still moving, an album is in the works, and a single is right around the corner. It's been mad fun, but it turns out we're all poor and busy, so it's a process to get these tracks out the door. It'll be totally worth the wait though, what we're working on right now is pretty freaking ill. On top of that, Whoremoans and I have hooked up with Australian producer, Ben Wheeldon for a new project called "Optimists League". These beats have been fantastic to work with, and a lot of fun to rap on, you guys are going to love it. It'll be like 'Felt'. (haha)

In the world of my solo stuff, album number two is already in the works. The response to Dead Bird was great, and gave me a lot to think about and work with. I'm currently in talks with some IDM and dubstep producers to get a really cohesive and unique sound on this next project. Also, all cash from purchases and donations (from you extra-generous gents) are going towards new gear, so god-willing, numero dos is going to improve on Dead Bird in every way.

The inspiration is back, and the poetry is pouring out at full force. Thanks again to everyone who's supported me in all this, it means the world to me and my family. Find me on facebook, like me and friend me. Show a friend Dead Bird, buy some merch, I appreciate it all.

Love, Des

Monday, June 20, 2011

New merch, buy a t-shirt!

Desmond Fox Tee (22 bucks, all sizes)


Show some love and buy some merch. T-shirts available in all sizes, from YXS - 3XL. Please allow a couple weeks for production and shipping, it's hard out there for an independent distributor.

Shoot me an e-mail specifying size and shipping address, and I'll hit you back with an invoice. You will need a paypal account.

Contact:
desmond@liketitans.com






Monday, June 13, 2011

Album Release - Dead Bird






























Click here for Dead Bird

Well here it is.
Listen to it, share it, tell me what you think.
It's a grand ol' party crash.

FLAC version coming soon via Bandcamp.

Monday, May 23, 2011

EP release - No Items



In anticipation of Dead Bird, I've decided to release a small collection of songs that don't have a home. At one point or another during Dead Birds evolution, each of these tracks were considered, but eventually scrapped. So here's a lo fi taste of what could have been, enjoy.

Also, Dead Bird is gonna blow you away. Quote that.


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

1 am

Everything changes at 1 am.
It doesn't matter how good my day was, when I'm still awake at 1 am, I fall apart.
I start to cry and freak out, getting my keyboard wet, looking at pictures of people I don't know.
At least not anymore.
At 1 am, I start to look behind me,
I start to turn around and watch it all pull away.
My little footsteps losing depth in the sand.
This heartbreak tread back and forth finally at a stop,
but I’m not stopping.
I keep looking back, eyes on the rear-view,
little hands asleep in the other room.
Putting the pages of my tear away day back together,
like a flipbook torn, lost to a wind.
Little friends and memories moving to belt buckle states and art schools.
Children in the rear view, buxom and bearded.
Little trees left to die, seeds I never meant to plant.

It hurts.
Watching it all slip away like that, but I don't think I could trade it for anything.
I'm nestled in comfortably, fingers at asdfjkl;
Dreams dreamt proper put aside to rest.
Do you think dreams dream while they sleep?

My dreams are dreaming.

This sort of lucidity only comes at 1 am.
This sort of lucidity comes with pain, and heartache,
chances never taken, roads not traveled.
I don't live in Oregon and I probably never will.
Acceptance is growing up, growing up is dying.
I will shrivel up and die, less than 40 miles away from where I was born.

I will marry, I will breed, I will brood and carry all these weights.
Weights and hatreds held unjust.
Tightly to my core.

Little hands asleep in the next room.

It’s 1 am, and I can’t shake these thoughts.
It’s 1 am.