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Coffin Pop 2:530:00/2:53
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NB. 5:170:00/5:17
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Active Shooter 3:190:00/3:19
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Dirge 3:340:00/3:34
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CM. 2:350:00/2:35
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0:00/3:54
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Satan's Piano 2:270:00/2:27
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TS. 3:120:00/3:12
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Overdose Culture 3:020:00/3:02
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Fall Down Hard 3:220:00/3:22
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CE. 3:010:00/3:01
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0:00/4:41
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Destitute Children 3:140:00/3:14
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JS. 2:150:00/2:15
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Internet Succubus 3:120:00/3:12
Bio
Something Wicked This Way Bumps
An Introduction to Graveyard Lofi
No one knows from under which disgusting rock exactly Robert James Orr has crawled, but the result is an undeniable disruption of expectation when it comes to Lo-Fi hip-hop. Tense chords, growling bass lines, and jostling rhythmic patterns pair with dusty production and jazz sensitivities to create a sound that is both jarring and tacitly reserved in its presentation. With lyrics that are abstract, shadowy and opaque yet intimately poetic, he transports the listeners into the precarious landscape that is his mind.
The genesis and exodus of this grimy purveyor of what he has coined "Graveyard Lo-Fi" remain shrouded in mystery, but recent sightings have placed him somewhere in the area of Jacksonville, Florida. Some shreds of folklore from his purported origin of Calvert County, Maryland have suggested an outstanding history of jazz improvisation and a knack for percussion, but there is little to substantiate these claims. All that seems to be present in the form of hard evidence are the stuttering, eerie instrumentals to which audiences have reported a mixture of shock, awe, and an uncomfortable lust.
Any predictions as to where this malicious maniac will end up next have been fruitless, as this slimy yet debonair villain continues to absolutely ruin the subtle art form of making calming lo-fi instrumental hip-hop for studying playlists. If future investigations yield any further information on his whereabouts, it will be gathered both here on this site, and on his seedy network of various social websites, or provided by one of the various low-life groups listed below, of which he is a known associate:
Tutone-Sotirios
(Inexplicably Distasteful)
Blakk Dogg was spotted in years past traipsing around southern Florida and carrying on with a nefarious individual that goes by the name of "Sotirios." This mirthful jokester takes great pleasure in irking the local citizenry with socio-politically charged and spiteful lyricism, not unlike his ne'er-do-well companion, Mr. Dogg. With scathing verses, annoyingly catchy hooks, and Dogg's own brand of disgusting production, this release will hold its place in the annals of failure history for the unforseeable future.