SEEKINGBand to Join, Rhythm Guitar, Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Saxophone, Keyboard, Piano, Background Singer, Harmonica, Banjo.
Hi, my name is Chase, and I'm a singer/songwriter from Dallas, TX, but I currently live in Los Angeles, CA (specifically Van Nuys). I've been playing guitar since I was 14, and I write and self-produce my songs. Check out some of my newest ones below:
I want to start a punk/alternative band with a DIY ethos and a passion for making kickass songs that push the boundaries of what rock music can be. I love indie, DIY punk, emo, and shoegaze.
Ideally, I'd like to play vocals/rhythm guitar and join a band with a lead guitarist, a drummer, and a bassist. However, I'm confident in my guitar abilities as well as my vocal abilities.
My biggest influences are Smashing Pumpkins, Neil Young and a lil band called Snowing (check 'em out if you haven't heard them! They're amazing.)
If you've been dying to start a band like me, and you love indie music and punk rock, then hit me up to jam!
- Screen name:
- Member since:
- Feb 08 2019
- Active over 1 month ago
- Level of commitment:
- Very Committed
- Years playing music:
- Gigs played:
- Under 10
- Tend to practice:
- More than 3 times per week
- Available to gig:
- 4-5 nights a week
- Most available:
- Smashing Pumpkins
- Neil Young
- Dinosaur Jr.
- Beach Boys
- Sunny Day Real Estate
- Jeff Rosenstock
- Bomb the Music Industry!
- Sonic Youth
- Belle & Sebastian
- Sufjan Stevens
- Cap'n Jazz
- The Smiths
- Three 6 Mafia
- Lead Guitar:
- Acoustic Guitar:
- Epiphone Les Paul
- Line 6 Spider Amp (30W)
- Big Muff Pi (w/ Wicker Effects)
- Akai MiniPro Midi Keyboard
- Ableton Live
Fairfax'bout nearly died three times, nearly lost my mind, took too much helium, now I'm always high Got damn it, they ran outta space in heaven Lived in a drug den filled with crackheads, ate up all my cash, have a roommate dead Got damn it, it's just another Sunday sermon Stopped buying outfits 'cause they don't really fit me, got a new job but they don't really need me Got damn it, I can't stop my aging Got a wallet but don't know how to use it, every time I get money I always seem to lose it Got damn it, I wish I didn't even need it I wish I could go back to Dallas and fuck off for all my life But I'm too busy shooting myself in the foot to think about it twice Got a TV that's always on, got a phone and a car and a couch to lay on, but Got damn it, they can't stop my boredom Got a bug that lives inside my head, he makes me sad but he's still my friend Got damn it, it's like Stockholm Syndrome Got a mouth that I'm always feeding, and a landlord with rent that he's always needing Got damn it, who the hell invented money Got parents, think that they hate me, they don't ever say so but I can tell by how they raised me Got damn it, I'm sick of genealogy I wish I could go back to Dallas and fuck off for all my life But I'm too busy shooting myself in the foot to think about it twice Gonna hop into my car with a rack of cds and just drive real far Live in a truck stop, just eat sandwiches, who needs fine dining when you can eat with hands? Who needs a pillow when the highway is your bed? Who needs money when you can beg for bread? Who needs a shower if you can wipe your own ass? Who needs college in a world without class? I’m starting life fashionably late I give too much love, now I gotta hate Everybody’s looking at their goddamn phones and it’s starting to make me feel a bit irate Gimme three cheers if you’re just like me Gimme three cheers if you feel lonely Gimme three cheers for forty ounce beers, that we drink 'cause we don’t wanna be Around in this world for too long Life keeps dragging on But we’re here and then we’re gone
KendrickLet's just get high and watch some anime at your place Nothing that's too long, Cowboy Bebop should keep us on pace And when we're hungry, let's order Gumby's Stoner Pie, Pokey Stix, and maybe an Uncle Jesse We'll talk about the Universe and how vast it may appear And of all the places we ended up, how come we ended up here?
Self Deprecation/Self Confidence
Self Deprecation/Self ConfidenceLyrics: I'm just a failure of a boy I got no money in my pocket Everybody thinks that I'm annoying I wish that I could just be somewhere else instead of here So I'm making a song for you to listen to But please do me one favor: Don't buy my album, please just burn it It's probably garbage I don't deserve anymore attention than I already get Burn my album! It's a total compensation of all my hardest work And I don't deserve a dollar 'cause I don't know how to spend it even responsibly for once and I know that my parents were always waiting for me to flunk. I have been too perfect for too long and I know I need a redo. Can someone give me a redo? Don't by my album just burn it Because you might as well be burning your own dollar by purchasing it. I'll be sweet when I wanna be sweet But right now, I don't wanna be sweet. I will be the common man and I will sit at home I don't want to be anywhere else when I'm alone I just want to be myself and see myself doing Something more than fucking around and being useless. We all just want to be somebody's something.
The Piano Man Is Dead
The Piano Man Is DeadOh, do not shed a tear, I know this hurts a lot But do you really love me, or the things that I have bought? Do you listen to the melodies between my dear heart's beat? Or play those catchy choruses as I lay beneath your feet? There's so much space between us, my coyness keeps us close The love we used to share has now become a ghost Please do not spit those lies, your evil tongue is forked I'm trapped in like a bottle, I fear you are my cork Please sing us a song, the piano man is dead! He spent some time drinking your wine and now he's lost his head You are the elixir, divinity in wine I need you here to quench my thirst, you need me to dine Darling will you please cheer up, your tears are gaining steam Jump into my arms, we are now floating down a stream The salty twists and turns become an ocean blue And once again I find myself drowning here with you There's so much space between us, my coyness keeps us close The love we used to share has now become a ghost Please do not spit those lies, your evil tongue is forked I'm trapped in like a bottle, I fear you are my cork Please sing us a song, the piano man is dead! He spent some time drinking your wine and now he's lost his head You're the elixir, divinity in wine I drink you when I need you, and now I'm slowly dying
Familiar Haunt (R.L. Kelly Cover)
Familiar Haunt (R.L. Kelly Cover)A cover of a song I like
Paradise LostLet’s talk about Caravaggio And see how the evening goes I never met a face so bright More stunning than a wee ant’s bite You came as a complete surprise A piñata to my boyish eyes I care not for the candy inside You’re a paper Mache delight Chorus: I hope that you remember me As I remember you We’re not very far away By car I’d be there in a day And we could gaze into the stars So close to us, so far apart And when I leave they still remain The fossils of our lovely day I’d look up and you would too I’d see the same sky as you Chorus: I hope that you remember me As I remember you Bridge: Because I am just a rotten Boy who needs to be forgotten And you’re the forbidden fruit of my dreams How the hell did I get so lucky? How the hell did you get so lovely? I’d like to take another bite But my paradise is lost
JunoLyrics: I am a plane stuck in a moat I am a captain without a boat I'm an Alaskan with no coat Without You I am the pillow, you're the sheet I am the ground, you are the feet You're all of Greece and I'm just Crete Without you Never say never Let's just be together And sing forever Don't leave me with a hole to fill Don't leave me here with time to kill I am the addict, be my pill You've got the goods, I've got the bill You are my sweet Turkish delight Like Sunny D my morning's bright I'm waking up without a fight When I'm with you I feel like I'm the ace of spades Covering this joker's masquerade I am the trump, hope I'm not played When I'm with you Never say never Let's just be together And sing forever Don't leave me with a hole to fill Don't leave me here with time to kill I am the addict, be my pill You've got the goods, I've got the bill
Change (Alex G Cover)
Change (Alex G Cover)In loving memory of Benjamin Carroll. Special thanks to Jason Goodgame for mixing the audio and writing/recording the piano outro.
Expensive Shit Mauricio
Expensive Shit Mauricio
Expen$iveSampling "Expensive Shit" by Fela Kuti.
Bob Newhart Extended
Bob Newhart ExtendedInstrumental Hip Hop track
RedFirst song I've ever written. Written and recorded in my college dorm room. Please let me know what you think!