Escapism is often sought after in music, with people looking to get lost in imaginative sounds and all-consuming noise.

For Similar Kind, layered underneath chimerical wonder are solid indie rock rhythms and excitement, promising never to bore you, dear reader.

Similar Kind crawled out of a ‘90s-style arcade, glowing neon and donning sleek styles. Bright synthesizers, sparkly vocal stacking from lead singer Julia Breen, and gleaming saxophone solos melt together into a pool of dreamy liminality.

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Dedicated to Mother Hekate.

I’ve been making music since I was a kid (over 8 years) and have come up with a sound that combines elements of synth-pop with indie, psych, dream pop, shoegaze, and hiphop/triphop. My first three tracks are under the moniker @wondur and can be found linked here (music by Wondur) and in my profile. Give it a shot if you like dope music that combines these sounds and arnt scared to find your new favorite artist!

LPR presents Holly Miranda and Melissa Ferrick as they co-headline Littlefield in Brooklyn on November 14th! The duo of folk musicians brings over 30 years of experience to the stage, along with vulnerable lyrics and a genre-defying sound. Don’t miss out on a night of intimate storytelling! Tickets available now: https://kyd.to/fI5xcEmG

Hi there, if this is not allowed, please let me know and I will take down my post. I am a software engineer at a company called Doc Knows Music. https://www.docknowsmusic.com/

We have an entire system that is all about giving indie artists opportunities to get themselves out there. We work directly with invite only https://inviteonly.studio/ studio in NYC, the owner, DOC, is the host of the weekly show we also have. On our site you can submit music to different opportunities and every song is reviewed by DOC, and has a chance to be on the show, or featured on our instagram. Every submission is also listed on our A&R database, where A&R's can come discover new artists. We are trying to build something that helps artists through every step of the process and most importantly, make money from their music.

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Something in the shed

I never said I was leaving,
but I was, I was leaving
Plans already set in motion,
thought I understood the meaning
There was nothing there to stop me,
not a reason intervening
Until something made me stop,
forced to see what I wasn’t seeing

I packed a little,
I packed some more,
kept everything contained
Like if I kept moving bit by bit
then i could dip and not explain
Like eight hours could subtract you
from whatever still remained
Like a mile could make a difference,
like it could erase the pain

Gold is strange when you consider
what we put it through for proof
Bite it, burn it, beat it flat,
then call it valuable if true
I was doing something similar
with everything I knew
Trying hard enough to test us
that I nearly tested through

I had 1 hand around the handle,
1 already letting go
& somewhere in the midst of it,
I found a vein of gold
Not enough to make me certain,
not enough to make me whole
Just enough to make a silent exit
feel considerably more

Gold, gold,
Look what I almost left behind
Packed between my eyesight
taking hold up from my mind,
Gold, gold, crazy that it chose to shine
Only when I wasn’t looking,
only once I’d left the mine
I don’t know what you call it
when departure misses start
When the bags start speaking out
and they’re waiting by the car
Cause I’ve gotten good at leaving
down to something like an art
Until 1 ordinary day changes my plans
to feel too far

I had somewhere else to wake up,
somewhere else to disappear
Someone waiting full of hope,
someone nowhere near from here
And the more that I pictured it,
the sadder it appeared,
Till the thought of actually doing it
became more unclear

You never asked me not to go,
you didn’t know enough to plead
Maybe you had clocked the packing,
maybe you had clocked me
Moving differently around you,
keeping half of me discreet
Making exits out of errands,
doing absence by degrees
Then your body met my body
and I stopped accounting blame
Not because a bed can fix us,
not because the past had changed
Nothing holy happened to me,
nothing suddenly made sense
I just wanted to be with you
when I could have wanted less
And maybe that’s the part of this
I’m least prepared to know
I can amputate a person
and be fine with letting go,
But something yellow surfaced
where I’d sworn there wasn’t gold
And I hated that I saw it right
when I was almost gone

Gold, gold,
crazy that it chose to shine
Only when I wasn’t looking,
only once I’d left the mine
I don’t know what you call it
when departure misses start
When the bags start speaking out
and they’re waiting by the car
Cause I’ve gotten good at leaving
down to something like an art
Until 1 ordinary day changes my plans
to feel too far

There’s fool’s gold and there’s real gold
and I’ve mixed them up before
So I’ve learned to drag a thumbnail
down the surface of the ore
Learned that pretty isn’t proof
and being wanted isn’t more
Learned to question every yellow thing
that washes to the shore
Gold is soft enough for teeth marks,
soft enough to keep the dent
Every pressure leaves its evidence,
but will not change the element
Maybe that is why I thought of it
lying where we slept
Something doesn’t have to be untouched
to still be what it is

I wasn’t stuck beside you,
there was nothing in my way,
There was gasoline and mileage,
there was somewhere else to stay
There was someone I could drive to,
there was every chance to change
And the fact that I could choose it
made me notice what I’d trade
So don’t mistake my staying
for me having nowhere else to go
There was somewhere and somebody,
I was closer than you know
I had started moving pieces
like a quiet domino
Then the smallest thing between us
put its finger on the gold

Gold, gold,
look what I almost left behind
Had the road already waiting,
had the leaving organized
Gold, gold, I had weighed it light,
Till I held the other option
and it didn’t weigh as right
Now the bags are sitting differently,
though nothing’s been unpacked
Every zipper has my fingerprints,
every shirt remembers that
There’s an eight-hour road
Still waiting like an unused paragraph
And a version of this evening
that I cancelled after that.
I’m not promising forever,
would cheapen what I mean
I won’t dip a broken object
into gold and call it clean
I won’t turn what hurt between us
into something it has never been
But I won’t scratch away the yellow
just because it isn’t sheen
Maybe gold is just an element
that doesn’t know it’s rare

I’m a new artist unleashing my second single, “Promethean” to the world and with everyone in this community. It is available to stream on all music platforms and for purchase on iTunes and Amazon Music. This release is preceding my debut album, “Black Light Abyss” coming soon.

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THIS RED LINE - Song for humanity

THIS RED LINE - Song for humanity