Labelled thoracic cage

I am in my late twenties and have had three years of chronic back and nerve pain, at the beginning so severe I could not work my desk job.
Tests have found: MRI of cervical spine: - bulging C5/C6 disc with mild stenosis - straightened cervical spine
X-ray of back and pelvis: - L5-S1 degenerative disc disease and bone spurs - mild arthiritis in lumbar spine and sacroiliac joints - Kyphosis - mild right curvature of thoracic and lumbar spine - “Subtle cortical irregularity about the inferior aspect of the right sacroiliac joint, without definite cortical erosion or periarticular sclerosis to suggest sacroiliitis”
I also saw a Rheumatologist and bloodwork was all normal.
I have seen a series of neurologists, orthopedic surgeons, and recently a PMT.
Orthopedic surgeon said issue was all due to my neck issues, but he never saw / ordered the X-rays. After 6 months of PT and a round of trigger point injections failed on my neck (although did have significant improvement), he said I should get an epidural for my C5/C6, but to see a rheumatologist first. He said he could not help me further.
Rheumotologist ordered bloodwork (normal), and X-ray (as a predecessor to a MRI), and I started Gabapentin (100 MG 3X/ day), and said to follow up with the PMR. Finally saw the PMR who said getting a MRI wouldn’t make a difference in treatment. He said an epidural would not be effective as my C5/C6 bulge is too mild. He did not know what was causing my issues and said if you did a MRI of ten pain-free people, people without pain could have results like mine. He prescribed four weeks of PT and to follow up after that (although I have already done 8 months). He sent me home with some neck exercises, some of which were new, which I did at home and made me twitchy and numb and stiff.
I am really frustrated after three years of different doctors. The pain is very severe and fairly debilitating. Any advice on type of doctor to see, tests, or thoughts on treatment? Do I really not need a MRI? I’ve only had one done on my cervical spine.
Honestly the neck and lower back muscle and radiating nerve pain I feel like I can live with / get a handle on. It’s improved a lot. It is this feeling that standing or sitting is so uncomfortable and stressful on my spine and rib cage that stops me from doing my hobbies and living my life. My spine and ribs constantly crackle and pop and it feels exhausting to sit upright.

Name :「Passive Pressure」
Namesake : "Passive Pressure" by Bayslick
Localised name :「Slow Pressure」
Appearance :「Passive Pressure」is a floating human skull in pretty bad shape : several teeth are missing as well as the lower jaw, there's a large hole on the right side connecting with the eye socket, a fissure connects the left eye socket and the nose hole, and several other little cracks can be seen elsewhere. Instead of bones, the skull seems to be made of a greasy grayish metallic material with an olive tint. When its power increases, the skeleton starts to recompose and repair but doesn't become fully complete, instead getting back only his lower jaw, the missing teeth and skull pieces, his thoracic cage, his whole left arm with the exception of his ring finger, his right humerus and all the vertebrae. It silently floats behind its user, slightly above his head.
User: Mark Smith is a stressed-out salaryman from New York City whose life took way too many sad turns for the poor man's mental health : parents both died of cancer and overworked ; his siblings fought for their possessions without considering him and broke every bond they had ; got into a marriage that ended in a divorce because she was "literally sick" of him ; in a toxic dead-end job with awful coworkers, etc. Mark has always been described as quiet, meak, unremarkable, bland and most of the time, people tend to remind him of that and how uneased, even unwell they feel around him, causing him to isolate himself from everyone else whenever he can. He's constantly under pressure due to work and financial issues, which also brought hypertension to the party. His only escape and way to relieve himself of this constant stress is going fishing alone and far from everyone but it's not often he's able to do so, thus accumulating even more.
Ability :「Passive Pressure」is always active without Mark even knowing of his existence. The Stand injects every minute a dose of radiation directly into any living tissue in a 5 meters radius around its user while completely protecting him from its effects. The dose injected, measured in Sievert, seems to depend on the amount of stress Mark is undergoing but even on the days he's at his most relaxed,「Passive Pressure」's ability is still active, going at a steady 100 nSv, the equivalent of eating a banana. It would then take between 76 and 95 years of uninterrupted close proximity with him for someone to get to 4-5 Sv, the dose required to kill a human with a 50% risk within 30 days. Unfortunately, Mark isn't really the carefree type so the dose injected is always higher. As of now, the highest dose per minute「Passive Pressure」has administered is 500 mSv, which is the equivalent of a year long trip to Mars while getting bombarded by cosmic rays. In this case, it takes just short of a week of exposure to get to the lethal dose previously mentioned. It's still impossible to know if that dose can increase even more due to its reliance on Mark's ability to sustain stress before his mind or body breaks.
Stats :
Power : None (no strenght at all, just its ability) Speed : E (it just floats, following Mark closely) Range : D Durability : D (no physical protection whatsoever) / A (specifically for the radiation it produces) Precision : D (targets everyone in his range except its user) Potential : None
Inspiration: I wanted to create a Stand whose user wouldn't be aware of its existence while also being super dangerous, a bit like Cheap Tricks. Instead of going after the unaware user, it's ability would be detrimental to every around him. I also wanted to create a Stand with power over radioactivity but didn't know how to apply it, which brought me to mix the two together later on.

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*Knock* *Knock*
A soft knock gently woke me up from my dreamless slumber. When I opened my eyes, I was met with a pitch black expanse. I noted that the retina-destroying light bulb must have been turned off at some point. Feeling around, I could feel my body was less sore then it was the previous, what I’ve taken to calling sleep cycles, as it didn’t feel quite right to call anything night or day anymore.
Still, though, I could feel a distinct pang of pain that shot through me every time I tried to perform an action more complex than raising my right hand, while doing anything with my left was completely out of the picture. With apprehension, I crossed my right arm across my body to gently grope around my left in an attempt to find the part that was actually broken, but it was to no avail, as all I achieved in doing so was hurting myself.
*Knock* *Knock*
Oh right, the door. Were they waiting for me to allow them in? In that case, this definitely isn’t Guard.
“You can come in.” I yelled hesitantly.
The door flew open at such speed that I wouldn't be surprised if the door fell off its space hinges. In the doorway, a figure stood. I couldn’t quite identify their features, but their silhouette was enough to identify the fact they weren’t too tall, by space standards, of course. They still appeared to be easily 6 foot, but at this point I could barely even consider that height tall. No, what actually grabbed my attention was the several appendages that were attached to the top of their head, and that were currently freely swaying in the wind, like seaweed in the ocean. One was currently wrapped around the door knob, clueing me into the fact they were also completely autonomous. Honestly, they reminded me a lot of… tentacles. Shit.
“S-Sorry.” Their voice and movement was shaky and erratic. They walked inside the room before quickly closing the door behind them, their features now much more visible, including the dark yellow coat and pitch black pants they wore. The gray skin across their slightly, to be nice I’ll just say chubby, body was the first notable feature. The second was the feathery gills almost identical to those of axolotl’s on the side of their head. Their face was soft, like the rest of the body, with a giant pair of pink, egg-shaped eyes that hadn't yet left the floor. Their bottom and top lip were not long enough to connect, leading to their mouth being permanently open. Their cone shaped head started pointed at the chin area, and widened out until it was big enough to accommodate the multitude of appendages on their head. They truly looked like an evolved axolotl, sans tail. “I’ve been working out recently, g-guess I don’t know my own strengths anymore.” They nervously chuckled while rubbing their webbed hands together.
“Uh, it’s alright. I mean, it’s not my door so I don’t mind.” I said in an attempt to comfort them. “No shame in working out. It’s clearly effective, right?” At this, the feathery gills adorning their head pulsed slightly in a pink light, before quickly returning to their non-luminescent state. For the first time since they came into the room, they looked at me.
“A-are you the Hum’un.”
“Who are you?” I tried not to be rude, as so far they had given me no reason to be, but it was also imperative I didn’t let my guard down. Better safe than sorry.
“Doctor!” They practically yelled, before seemingly becoming embarrassed. “Sorry, I’m sorry. Doctor, a-as in, that’s wh-what I am. For you. That is.” Christ, and I thought I was nervous.
“What would a doctor of a different species do for me? We don't exactly share the same body.” I tried to not be confrontational, but at the same time, it was a real concern that I knew might impede any help I could receive.
“N-no worries, I’m no regular physician, I’m a trained interspecies specialist, specifically employed to help with whatever ailments might have befallen you. I have certifications in 7 different medical departments, over 8 polar cycles in non-primary education, have treated all sorts of species throughout the galaxy, almost-” I tuned out their accomplishments by this point, letting the ramblings just wash over me. They. I’ve just been saying they as a placeholder until I could figure out their gender, but maybe it was silly to assume an alien would always be male or female, especially considering this probably wasn’t even a mammal, judging by their aquatic look and the fact they lacked any mammary tissue. I mean, so do I, but… whatever. They would probably be fine. “Isn’t that impressive?”
“Hm? Oh, yeah it is. Great job.” I gave a reassuring smile that they appeared to have appreciated. “So, do we begin now, or?” I cut myself off to give them an opening to talk, as it didn’t seem in their nature to have the confidence to initiate.
“Y-yes, of course.” They walked up to the side of my bed before continuing. “I have been tasked with going over any injuries you may have sustained during your last mission. Is this correct?”
“I was hurt pretty bad, yes.”
“Great! Not because you were hurt, of course, just as in, you know.” The gills pulsated again.
“Calm down, I get it.”
“Mhm, of course.” They looked around before continuing. “Before we begin, mind answering a couple survey questions? It won't take long.”
“Questions? Really?” My patience for any sort of questions had run thin after yesterday's fiasco, and it wasn’t something I wanted repeated.
“J-just a couple regarding who you are. It will help me treat you b-better.”
“Fine.”
“Perfect!” They ruffled through coat pockets using the appendages on their head before pulling out a crumpled piece of paper. “Firstly, are you a mammal? Yes or no.”
“Yes.” They emerged a small circle shaped object from their pocket before gliding it gently across the paper, leaving a symbol containing a large circle on the outside with different sized circles on the inside..
“Second, what is your gender?”
“Male.” Again, the object gently flew across the paper.
“Thirdly, does your blood contain any chemicals?”
“Mainly copper, but also some other metals like iron.” I explained. I hoped they wouldn’t ask any questions about my anatomy more complex than that, as my limited biology knowledge wouldn’t get me very far. “Also oxygen. A lot of oxygen.” With one last swipe on the paper, they folded the paper back up before stuffing it back into a pocket.
“Thank you so much for cooperating! You know, you’re nowhere near as aggressive as they said you would be.” The doctor spoke absentmindedly as the appendages began to pull out instruments from their pockets.
“Really? They labeled me as “aggressive?” Maybe if they didn’t try to tear me down at every opportunity, I wouldn’t have a reason to be “aggressive.” Have they ever thought about that?” I steadily raised my voice, making sure that anyone outside could hear me.
“No! Th-that's not it at all. They just implied it because injured animals are usually more aggressive. That’s all!” They sputtered in an attempt to reassure me.
“Animal? Fucking animal?” I muttered incredulously. That implication made me fume. “I’m not some stupid animal that broke its paw; some animal that would die in the wilderness without aid. If I was left in that forest, guess what? I would have found a way to survive. My species was built to survive.” In an attempt to show the doctor what I meant, I decided, for the first time since I was getting knocked around by drones, to move on my legs. I carelessly moved my legs off the bed before gaining enough ambition to jump off.
“Y-You really shouldn’t do that!” The doctor warned, taking a step back to avoid my wake. As I was too focused trying to grow accustomed to the weakness in my legs, I ignored them. I couldn’t stand on my own, instead opting to use the support of the bedside desk as support. Whether this was because I hadn’t used my legs in over a day, or because of any sort of injuries I may have sustained, I wasn’t sure, but ultimately it didn’t matter, as the result was still the same. “Please, sit back-”
“SHUT UP!” They jumped back, almost falling over in the process. Damn it, I didn’t mean to yell, it was just the strain I was putting on myself that made it hard to regulate my volume. Still, it was obvious what they were implying through their facade of “concern.” “I can, ugh, I can do this, back off!” I swung my arm forward for no real reason. They were too far away to hit, being more off a signal to not get near. I took another step.”
“Please, don’t come any closer.” Their voice was soft but at the same time obviously urgent. “You’ll get yourself hur-”
“That’s what you think.” I took another step. “You think you already know me.” Another step. Unfiltered resentment spilled out of me as I continued to move forward, despite the pain in my legs. “You don’t know anything about me. You, no, they all think they know what makes me tick. How to keep me down.”
“Don’t take another step.” Their appendages going wild, each either wrapping around themself for protection, or sticking forward at me. “I-I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Try it.”
“W-what?”
“Try it. Try to hurt me. You lay even a single one of those tentacles on me, I will rip each one off your stout head, Axolotl.” With one final step, I was now far enough away to no longer reach the desk, but even without it, I stood. “So try it, because you have no idea what I’m cap-AGHHHH!” Before I could react, an invisible stream of electricity shot out from a device one of the appendages was holding, sending bolts of pure lightning through my veins.
The sudden pain was intense enough to make me blackout for a couple of seconds. Even after, my vision was still blurry, and all I could hear was a piercing ring. I could feel my legs give out from under me as I fruitlessly swung my arms in all directions to find something for support. This was unsuccessful, and in a moment, I was off my feet and cascading to the ground. I closed my eyes and braced myself for impact, for the feeling of smashing my already broken arm into the ground, but that feeling never came. Instead, I felt multiple firm, long limbs brace around my waist, my legs, and across my chest, keeping me upright.
My brain was too fried to be confused, to fight back, so instead I leaned into the appendages. They didn’t wrap around me tightly, just enough to keep me supported. They slithered across my surface, trying to find crooks in my body for better leverage, or so I assumed. Eventually, they found some appropriate spots to wrap around for the best support. It was comfortable for me. So comfortable, in fact, I didn’t even notice my feet leave the ground.
When I did, I didn’t even have the energy to react,simply going limp in their grasp. I was in the air for what felt like an eternity, which, in reality, was probably 30 seconds at most. I was enveloped by the feeling of my cushy bed. I was pressed into it with more force than was suitable, though I suppose it was a subliminal message to me that I shouldn’t try to leave it. The appendages untangled from my body and soon, all I could see, hear, and process was a faint ringing in my ear and blurred vision that left me in no position to even try and speak.
This lasted for several minutes as I was stuck between what felt like two planes of reality. It was a disorienting mess of stimuli that I had no way of understanding in the state I was in, like how seizures are described. Was I having a seizure?
Several more moments passed, and right as I started to consider that option seriously, my vision slowly began restoring itself around the edges. So did any physical sensation outside of the after shock, shortly afterward. My tongue still felt heavy in my mouth, though, and the taste of copper still lingered, similar to the taste of a bag of electrified pennies shoved down my throat.
That’s just about when I finally heard them again.
“-and I know I shouldn’t have but I got scared and again I’m sorry I didn’t know it was on full charge and I should have checked but also I should have never used it because I was capable of stopping you without it but I was scared and I was in no authority to use it and I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry-”
I attempted a response to the ramblings that had been going on for however long, but all that came out was a bemused grunt followed by a coughing fit. It wasn’t very effective in communicating anything, not even being loud enough to get their attention. So I tried again. “Sss.”
They jumped back at the loud hissing sound. “A-a-are you okay?”
“Ss-shut up.” I practically gurgled out from the depths of my throat. “You talk too much.”
“O-oh th-thank goodness you’re ok. I’m so sorry about this. I shouldn’t have shot the Tuca’p, it was brazzen and unprofessional of me. I should have done something, anything other then-”
“Shut up.” Their expression dropped. “Quit making so many excuses, you don’t need any. I was being a dick to you, which you didn’t deserve. You were only reciting what they said. I shouldn’t have taken that out on you.” Despite everything, I’m glad I never lost the ability to find humor in a facial expression, because the one I was witnessing was priceless. I would have laughed if I’d remembered. “You know, you're not too bad.”
“I-I don’t-I’m not sure what it is-excuse me, I don’t… Thank you.” Their gills flushed a vibrant hue of pink light, filling the entire room for only a moment. “Thank you.”
I picked myself up from the groove in the bed. “Why were you here again?”
“Oh, right!” Instantly, the appendages shot in all directions, some grabbing tools from their pockets, off the desk, while two latched under my arms, and another around my waist. “Is this alright?”
“Sure.”
“Ok, perfect!” They got closer to me, really close, actually, and brought the tools along. “Now, firstly, I’m going to gently move your limbs, and you’re going to tell me if anything hurts, ok?”
“Understood.” Without further warning, the appendages wrapped around the base of my arm next to the shoulder and began to rhythmically shake them. Instantly, I felt a sharp pain in my left bicep. “Fuck.”
“Where?”
“Left. Left arm.”
“Can you use your right to show the afflicted area.” At this point, it was less of a question and more of a command. Without another word, I wriggled my right hand out of their grip and ran my fingers across the afflicted parts of my arm. This ended up consisting of the entirety of it from my shoulder to just before my hand. Damn, I must have really messed myself up.
“Right here.”
“Interesting.” The limbs suddenly left my arms and briefly went to my legs. “Anything?” They asked as they shook my legs firmly.
“No.”
“What about-” They cut themselves off while two appendages ran across my torso and body. As they went, they firmly pressed against me in another attempt to find any pain.
“I don’t think your going to find anything broken ther-shit!” The limbs immediately stopped at the point I made noise.
“Interesting.” They lightly pressed down on the spot, eliciting the same reaction from me.
“Mind telling me what's here?”
“As in bone structure? Well, on either side of my body I have 12 bones that wrap around the interior of myself. We call it a ribcage, ‘cause it’s like a cage.” It was weird to describe an aspect of the human body that is so ubiquitous that in any other circumstance, would not even require a second breath.
“From what I can feel,” they pressed down against the spot again for emphasis, “ It appears something is looser than the other bones around it. Is that normal?”
“No, I think I might have cracked a rib.”
“Will you heal on your own?”
“Aside from getting a limb chopped off, I can heal from just about anything given enough time.”
“Impressive.” They paused awkwardly like they were about to continue, but stopped before the words could leave their mouth, instead just hanging agape like a fish drowning in air. “”Y-you’re impressive.”
The last stutter made me realize how they were completely stutter-free for the entirety of the check-up. Turns out being good at a job brings out the confidence in someone. It was funny, ‘cause I could relate.
“I know.” I couldn’t help but give a smug smile. “Of course I know!”
“I’m glad.” From a coat pocket, they pulled out a small square with a sac full of a purple liquid on the back. On the front, small metal teeth lined the edges of the square, all of which protruded perfectly forward. “That being said, I have some medicine that will speed up the process. Now, if you’ll just stick out an arm.” The appendage slithered its way up the length of my arm and gripped tightly at the elbow. Without further pause, the strange square was pushed into my arm, and started to inject itself into my bloodstream.
The sensation was strange, feeling like an ice cold liquid was dumped directly into my veins. I flinched and yanked my arm back, the square unbothered by this sudden movement as it was completely dug into my arm.
“How is this going to help exactly?”
“The liquid should fuse with your blood cells and increase their proficiency. Y-You have blood cells, right?”
“Yes, I have blood cells. What doesn’t?”
“I don’t know, it's just you’re strange.”
“I know I am, a lot of people have been telling me that recently.” When the square was just about finished depositing the liquid, I yanked it out from my arm and threw it on the nearby desk. “A lot of people.”
“I’m sorry.”
“What was that?”
“I’m sorry The Council and their team haven't met your expectations of decency.” They spoke with a smooth tone that made it clear every word was carefully chosen. “And I’m sorry I contributed to that when I unintentionally disrespected you earlier. I never want anyone to feel that way. I know how it can feel.”
I didn’t respond, not because I understood them, or appreciated the apology, or the words that should have given me some sense of retribution, but because I had nothing to say. The words were phony, they rang hollow because I knew they had no worth whatsoever. What would I do with a sorry, and what did they even represent? That they cared? I think I could count the amount of people who have ever had genuine respect for me on one hand, and even then, that takes time. I have no reason to believe this one who I met 20 minutes ago had any reason to care, so I said nothing.
“W-well, I should be going now. I checked on all parts of your body, and judging by the amount of damage, you should be back up and running in barley a couple Anex’s, so I see no reason why you should worry.”
“Ok.” Their expression faltered, this time giving me no amusement. “Thanks.” I turned away from them, and proceeded to focus on the machines whirling next to me as a distraction until they left.
Finally, after a minute or so, I started to hear footsteps walk towards the door. Then, “You’re not what they say you are.”
“...”
“I know we just met, and I know we don’t know anything about each other but… I know you’re more than some aggressive fighter, more than what's under the surface.”
“...”
“I just… I just don’t believe they know that. Neither do you.” The door opened, signifying their exit. “By the way, I’ll deliver you some clothes next Anex.” And just like that, they were gone.
I didn’t understand that last statement for a minute, before looking down and suddenly remembering I was completely naked save for the crumpled blanket that lay on the floor. ‘Shit, have I been like this the entire time?’ The embarrassment that filled me was immense, and honestly made me laugh with how I didn’t notice. It was enough to, briefly, distract me from what they said to me.
I wanted to act like they had no effect on me, like with the apology, but for some reason I just couldn’t. The words clung to me, and I couldn’t help but ponder them. It was only when I reminded myself of the fact we had only briefly interacted, and that they had no knowledge of me as a person, that I threw the statement to the side to forget about. ‘First impressions are often misleading.’
They were interesting, that's for sure, but they quickly left my mind. What replaced it was the persistent thought that I was weak for rotting in this bed the past couple days. Sure I needed to heal, but by this point, it was plenty. I knew I needed to make myself feel better, and the only way I could was by proving those days of rest meant something. To prove this, I was going to walk.
I had already done it, but that was done for a different reason, and I wanted to prove it wasn’t a one time thing. So I scooted off the bed and with a deep breath, I put both legs on the ground. The immediate pain I felt made me question how I was even able to do it the first time. Still I didn’t let it deter me, and with one step in front of the other, I moved. I moved forward, not gracefully, not quickly, but I moved forward, like I was taught to do.
I touched the wall on the other side of the room and briefly rested against it for support, before walking back to the bed, then back to the wall, over, and over, and over again. The repetition showed it was worth it, showed that I was, in fact, a fighter.
‘Ha, shows what they know.’

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MASTER - “MASTER” - Early 1980’s thrash straight out of the USSR. If you dig american and british takes on this style, you will love Master! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DZ00b9R-maE $15
MEN WITHOUT HATS - “SAFETY DANCE” shaped picture disc single - $20
“METALMANIA 87” - OPEN FIRE / STOS - Polish thrash and speed metal split. If you like thrash metal and you like metal that’s fast as hell, this is for you. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1eKX6NkOMM $18
MONO - “HOLY GROUND” triple LP, blue vinyl - $50
MONTEGO JOE & MARIE BROOKS - “ETHNIC DANCES OF BLACK PEOPLE” - extremely hard to find with the book that teaches the dances. Classic dj bait, top copy - $30
THE NEVILLE BROTHERS - “THE NEVILLE BROTHERS” lovely og copy - $10
MIKHAIL OKUN JAZZ TRIO - “Концерт В Олимпийской Деревне” - USSR era jazz from Georgian and Russian musicians. Very very good - $16
PALLBEARER - “SORROW AND EXTINCTION” - purple/blue vinyl - $30
PALLBEARER - “FOUNDATIONS OF BURDEN” - red/blue vinyl - $40
PLEASE INFORM THE CAPTAIN THIS IS A HIJACKING - “DEFEAT OR HUMILIATE THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA” - $40
THE POGUES - “RED ROSES FOR ME” - VG+ $40
PROPAGANDHI / I SPY - “SPLIT” - blue screened cover, $50
PROPAGANDHI - “TODAY’S EMPIRES, TOMORROW’S ASHES” - sealed/new - $20
PROPAGANDHI - “LESS TALK MORE ROCK” - sealed/new - $18
PYGMY LUSH - “OLD FRIENDS” - $10
QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - “QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE” - 2011 sealed! - $70
QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE - “LIKE CLOCKWORK” - $20
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - “RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE” 20th anniversary, 180g /sealed! - $20
RATATAT - “WILDCAT” - open in shrink - $14
RUSSIAN CIRCLES - “EMPROSE” - sealed - $20
PHAROAH SANDERS - “KARMA” - early/mid 70’s press - VG+ for sure - $50
SKORPIO - “GYERE VELEM!” - Polish prog inspired funk. It’s cool. $10
SMALL FACES - “FROM THE BEGINNING” - 4men pressing - $12
THE STROKES - “IS THIS IT?” - sealed / new copy - $18
SWING KIDS - “DISCOGRAPHY” - $15
THE TAMLINS - “BALTIMORE
HORACE TAPSCOTT - “THE CALL” analogue remastered, sealed copy - $20
TRAGEDY - “DARKER DAYS” - NM-/VG+ - $25
YOUNG WIDOWS - “OLD WOUNDS” - $12
YOUNG WIDOWS - “IN AND OUT OF YOUTH” - $10
YOUNG WIDOWS - “EASY PAIN” - $8
V/A - “JAZZ JAMBOREE ‘74” - Killer polish jazz concert - $10
---------------------- $5 RECORDS! 5 FOR $20!--------------------------
BACCHUS - “BACCHUS” - white vinyl - $5
BRAIN FLANNEL - “SLEEP ROUGH” the greatest- $5
BRAVO FUCKING BRAVO - “II” - $5
THE CATALYST / MASS MOVEMENT OF THE MOTH - red/white $5
RY COODER - “BORDERLINE” - $5
DES ARK / BEN DAVIS - “BATTLE OF THE BEARDS” - (heartbreaker of a record) - $5
BOB DYLAN - “BLONDE ON BLONDE” - rough shape, early copy, sleeve is maybe VG-/G++ vinyl plays. Includes two copies of the record and one sleeve. One is a very early/first “360 sound” label. Lol $5
BOB DYLAN - “ANOTHER SIDE OF” - rough all around, early/first copy though. $5
GHOSTLIMB - “CONFLUENCE” - $5
GHOSTLIMB - “INFRASTRUCTURE” - $5
THE HOLY MOUNTAIN - “ENTAILS” - gray vinyl - $5
THE HOLY MOUNTAIN - “BLOODSTAINS ACROSS YOUR FACE IN DECLINE” - white vinyl, $5
IN FIRST PERSON - “LOST BETWEEN HANDS HELD TIGHT” - $5
KAKISTOCRACY - “KAKISTOCRAZY” - $5
LOUISE CYPHRE / SHIKARI - 10” SPLIT - $5
MALADIE / DROWNING WITH OUR ANCHORS - 10” SPLIT - $5
MASS MOVEMENT OF THE MOTH - “OUT SPACE” $5
MASS MOVEMENT OF THE MOTH / THE CATALYST - $5
MEN AT WORK - “BUSINESS AS USUAL” - with the printed inner - $5
MIDLAKE - “ACTS OF MAN” - sealed - $5
SOUVENIR’S YOUNG AMERICA - “SEPTEMBER SONGS” $5
TEAM ROBESPIERRE / BREVATOR - $5
TRANSISTOR TRANSISTOR / WOLVES - $5
UW OWL - “THORN ELEMENTAL” - $5
ULTRA DOLPHINS - “MAR” $5
ULTRA DOLPHINS - “WHY ARE YOU LAUGH” - $5
UMLAUT - “HAVOC WREAKERS” - (basically catharsis) - $5
VANILLA FUDGE - “BEST OF” love this cover art - $5

Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/gmPeVDa
Number and Item // Google Search Price // My Price
1 MSM Nalgene Bottle Corset // $37 // $20
2 T3 Tactical Small Dump Pouch // $51 // $25
3 First Spear Grid Reference Guide Pouch 6/9 // $73 // $35
4 ATS Tactical Single Shingle 7.62 // $24.99 // $12
5 SKD PIG BRIG CR 3 Mag // $55 // $35
6 US Army Combat Shirt Medium // $59 // $30
7 ESSTAC Triple Daeodon Midlength NO KWYIs // $68 // $35
8 Tyr Tactical Triple Shingle 7.62 // $42.99 // $28
9 Blue Force Gear Ten-Speed Triple M4 // $62 // $35
10 ESSTAC Daeodon Hydration Carrier // $65 // $40
11 ESSTAC Daeodon Plate Carrier Medium SAPI // $250 // $190
12 ATS Tactical Triple Shingle 5.56 // $40 // $20
13 Maxpedition Rollypoly Dump Pouch (label removed) // $33 // $16
14 Tactical Tailor Tourniquet Pouch // $18 // $13
15 ESSTAC 7rd Shotgun Card // $15 // $12
16 HSGI Modular Single Pistol Mag Pouch // $20 // $10
17 Warrior Assault Systems Chest Rig // $197 // $120
18 First Spear SCAR-H Chest Rig // $120 // $80
20 Rifle Length Pistol Buffer Tube // $40 // $20
21 TangoDown PR-4 // $85 // $45
22 Raven Concealment Balor for Aimpoint T-1 (modified for screw removal) // $200 // $100
23 American Defense Mfg ADM EOTech QD Riser Mount for EXPS and Magnifier // $157 // $110
24 Insight M3X Kit with accessories and case // $175 // $100
25 McCann Industries MIRS/M24, painted // $500 // $400
26 Colt N-1 CAR stock, salty // $? // $100
27 M-24 Flash Hider // $? // $100
28 Norotos 3-Hole Universal Shroud // $50 // $50
29 Norotos USGI Rhino Mount Arm // $40 // $40
30 DI Optical EG1 Korean Red Dot // $469 // $400
31 DI Optical 3XP Korean Magnifier with ADM Mount // $? // $300
32 SureFire XH50G // $791 // $500
33 SureFire X300-A Turbo // $332 // $260
34 Sig Romeo 4T in Unity FAST Mount // $? // $500
35 Sig Romeo 4T in Scalarworks 1.93 Mount // $? // $500
36 Aimpoint T-1 2 MOA with cover in Scalarworks 1.5 Mount // $? // $500
37 Unity Omni Magnifier FTC Mount // $265 // $200
38 Wilcox L4 G24 Mount // $500 // $400
39 Norotos AKA2 Mount // $500 // $150
40 Magpul Straight 20 P-Mag // $? // $80
41 RangeTech Bluetooth Shot Timer // $80 // $65
42 PVS7 / PVS14 3x Magnifier // $115 // $100
43 Insight RMT-400-A8 Dual Switch Rail Mounted // $120 // $80
44 Scalarworks 34mm 1.93 LEAP // $399 // $270
45 BCM Mod 3 Vertical Grip MLOK // $19 // $14
46 Slate Black Industries Slate Stop MLOK // $18 // $14
47 BCM KAG MLOK // $19 // $14
48 Magpul MVG // $23 // $14
49 Magpul RVG // $25 // $16
50 Magpul RVG Chopped // $25 // $12
51 BCM Mod 3 Vertical Grip Picatinny // $20 // $14
52 Unity Hot Button Picatinny Insight Crane // $108 // $75
53 Knights Armament NT-4 Flashhider with shims // $68 // $68
54 Magpul MOE Bipod in AimShot MLOK QD mount // $110 // $85
55 SureFire XC2 // $549 // $250
56 Safariland ALS SLS for Glock 19/SureFire XC2 // $185 // $110
57 Insight 40mm Day/Night Sight // $? // $600
58 SureFire Helmet Light, no mount // $? // $30
59 SureFire Helmet Light, no mount // $? // $30
60 Schmidt coated single stage triggehammer with JP Enterprises spring pack // $? // $50
61 MK18 Upper Receiver Group - Colt CAGE Code Upper, FN CAGE Code barrel, KAC NT-4 flashhider, Coronet Machinery Gas Block, Matech rear sight, KAC front sight // $? // $900
62 Simunition Upper Receiver Group - 9mm with Midwest Industries Keymod rail and three magazines // $? // $600
63 SureFire FH762MG Flash Hider for M240 // $179 // $150
64 Ops-Core H-Nape, with hardware // $35 // $35
70 Revision Desert Locust Goggles // $30 // $30
71 Revision Sawfly Glasses // $40 // $25
72 Revision Stingerhawk Glasses // $40 // $25
73 Peltor Push-to-talk PTT, with Cover, for PRC 6-Pin // $40 // $25
74 Peltor Push-to-talk PTT, for PRC 6-Pin // $40 // $25
75 Thales Hand Microphone, for PRC 6-Pin // $40 // $25
76 Woodland Load Bearing Kit - Tactical Tailor Belt, LC-1 Suspenders, magazine pouches, general purpose pouches, grenade pouches, flashbang pouch, 40mm pouches, first-aid kit pouches, radio pouch, and compression pouch. The pictured canteens are NOT included // $? // $200
80 Eagle Industries SFLCS in MJK; I don't think this is a complete kit but it certainly includes a lot. You can probably outfit an entire fire-team with load carriage with everything included. A little dated but still bombproof // $? // $500
I accept Venmo or Paypal. Buyer pays G&S fees or sends to me via F&F (reminder, no notes). Prices do not include shipping; I'll send you a shipping cost based on the size/quantity of items you are buying.
I am open to trades, but do not need AR15/Glock parts unless included in my trade-list below.
Trades: Holosun 507 Comp, Riflespeed RS7519, LMT 13" MLOK Upper Only, Sig Romeo 4T or 4XT Pro

Part 3 of my short story. 1 and 2 got decent receptions. If this one does well Ill keep it goin.
I started looking around the room for anything useful. Checked a few lockers pretty quickly. I was looking for something specific. Pictures of family, lab coats, the entire collection helldivers trading cards, and your typical personal belongings. Damn. Youd have figured at least one... HERE it is! I reached into the second to last locker on a wall of ten and found a loaded Peacemaker. I strapped the holster over one shoulder and under another across my chest for ease of access. Can never have too many weapons. I took the extra mags and stored them in my left thigh pouch.
3 just watched as I completely gutted the room for anything useful. They sort of shuffled behind me after a couple minutes. Following behind me like a domesticated pet.
I search the cupboards above one of the desks and found some typical workplace memos. "No fraternization without a signed C0-1 permit," toss, "Make sure to enjoy at least one 30 second break every day," useless. I closed the cupboard and looked under the desk. There was a safe with a pretty decent lock on it. Well, decent for civilians. It was a digital combination lock with a biometric finger scan and eye scan. Whatever was in here had to be good. I pulled the retractable cord out of my wristpad and plugged into the input in the safe. Turned the whole 3 point security system into a series of directional inputs. Up, down, left, left, right, down, done. The safe Clicked and popped open slightly.
Inside was just a keycard labelled "Master". It was a hefty card made of metal about a quarter of an inch thick and 3 inches by 2 inches on its face. I tucked it under my wristpad in a small pouch between it and my wrist. 3 was just standing behind me holding Mr. Ears.
They just wore a gown. No socks, no pants or anything to keep them warm. Alright, add that to the list. Clothes shopping for the lab experiment. Other than what i'd already searched there wasnt anything else in this building that I could see. I put my hands on my hips and sort of paced for a moment.
"Do you want to see my room?" 3 said. I stopped pacing and looked back at 3. Of course! I thought. This kid would have had to sleep somewhere and as far as I could see there wasnt a bed in here. How did 3 end up in here anyway? Did they walk out in the cold from another building? Tough kid. Maybe one of the doctors carried em over and just... left them here. The thought angered me. I started towards the door when a small hand pulled on my cape. The cape itself had red trim with a black and white design on it. A simple red skull sat smack dab in the middle. A cape to remember those lost at the Creek.
I turned around to see 3 point towards a wall at the backside of the building some 30 ft. Away. "Its this way mister." 3 ran towards the wall and gently pushed in a hidden button. The wall sunk inwards and moved down to reveal a stairwell going down. Flickering lights barely illuminating the stairwell. I slowly approached the stairwell as 3 just stood next to the button looking up at me, their face devoid of emotion. They walked through the doorway and started climbing down the stairs with a bit of effort. They held the hand rail and carefully descended.
I kept my flashlight on and pointed down and ahead, letting 3 lead by a couple feet. My right hand dangled next to my senator instinctively. No need to draw it just yet. It was a winding stairway that continued down for 3 floors. At the bottom there was another automatic doorway. It was a double door that opened from the middle but one side was jammed and the other just sort of bounced between being fully open and slightly ajar. The lights continued to flicker. 3 walked through the opening without hesitation, their little feet making pat, pat sounds on the cold metal floor.
Checks out I thought. Distant planet, secret experiments, gotta have a secret labratory underground. I sidestepped through the door way and into a security checkpoint. All the consoles were on emergency backup and the barricade that an armed guard would have stood behind was empty. I checked it for ammo but no luck. 3 kept going deeper down the hall. We passed about 10-15 seperate typical offices where I assume the scientist here would have kept notes and done paperwork. The end of the hall was marked by a T intersection. On the wall in front there was a directory. To the right was "Labratory", "Mess Hall", and "Transit Station". Transit Station? I thought. Better check that out. The left side was labelled "Security", and "Subject Chambers". Makes sense I guess. I bet all these scientists slept in a seperate building, meanwhile they probably kept 3 here under lock and key. We took a left at the end of the hall and ended up at another door. 3 gently pushed the console next to the door and the light swapped from red to green as the door sssssked open.
We passed security on our way through the hall and I could see a weapons cage inside the security office. Hell yeah I thought. I wanted to turn and start stocking up on supplies but 3 gently pulled my hand towards the end of the hall. Alright kid. Maybe you've got some extra clothes in here huh? Well need em. 3 opened the door to another area labelled "Subject Chambers." I entered inside and inhaled somewhat sharply.
There were 4 cryochambers, 2 on each wall, that immediately flanked the doorway as you entered. All of them were vacant and non operational. 3 walked past the cryotubes and up a small two stair incline onto a small play area. It had some simple blocks, a couple bits of paper and threee or four boxes of crayons. 3 seemed to try to ignore the cryotubes but couldnt.
"Whenever we would be bad," she gently gestured to the cryo tubes "the doctors would put us in there". She walked over to one of the 4 beds and sat down on it. It was simple with white lined and a typical medical blanket. "This is my bed" 3 said. "That one was 2's and those ones were "1, and 4". 3 gestured towards the other beds laid out in similar fashion to the cryochambers.
I tried to compose myself for a moment. How could this happen? Theres no way this was sanctioned by the Ministry. No way in hell. These had to be rogues scientists, and wed helped evacuate them. Dammit. I knelt down beside 3, "Did they give you any clothes 3? Any jackets or pants or anything?"
3 shook their head. "We never needed em. The doctors gave us medicine that made us warm." 3's eyes dropped and they tried to sound out a word. "The did some eggs-spear-ear-ants and then to test them they put us outside. 1 and 4 didnt get cold, like me, but 2..." 3 looked over at 2's bed. "2 got cold."
End part 3. Im not good at picking where to stop so I just base it off of word count sorta. Feel free to suggest names for 3!

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https://imgur.com/a/CslrGnq
Hello everyone selling some pieces that I do not get to wear and are just sitting. Any questions message me.
HAPPY TO SHIP TO ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD BUT YOU HAVE TO PROVIDE THE SHIPPING LABEL AND TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY, UK BUYERS WILL BE PRIORITISED.
YE3ZY FOAMRXNNERS UK 10 - Worn 9/10 (Will fit best if you are UK 9 in Nikes - No Box
LW BATCH (Most accurate batch to date)
Black and Beige
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/IkmDxYS
PRICE - £15 + ship each
JORDXN 3 A MA MXNIERE - Worn 8/10 Condition - Comes with Box and Sleeve - UK 9.5 WOMENS
**I have paid £60 for the midsole to be professionally repainted to the correct yellow colour same as retail pair as you can see in the imgur pics it was a mustard-like yellow to a lighter yellow same as retail*\*
Unfortunately, UK 9.5 womens is 29cm (I am 28/28.5cm) so these are slightly too big for me and slip out of feet, these are 0.9:1 very close to retail with the new repainted midsole. Can definitely fit UK 10. I am literally crying about selling these.
OG Batch - One of the best batches with minimal flaws.
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/K4YKkku
PRICE - £80 + ship
Y33ZY 700 V2 EARTH UK 10 - Brand New, Tried On - No Box
Great pair, I would say these are 0.7:1 not perfect reps but very hard to tell the difference from retail unless the pair is next to it.
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/f9g0LsO
PRICE - £30 + ship
DXNK LOW LXTTERY - UK 9 - Worn Once Outside - No Box
VT Batch - best budget batch
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/FsFTQ6M
PRICE - £30 + ship
JORDXN 4 MIDNXGHT NXVY - UK 9.5 Worn 6/10 - With Box
GX Batch - best batch for the midnight navys from my knowledge
Cages have yellowed due to having them on a shoe rack opposite a window, I personally really like the look.
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/f0V5LMr
PRICE - £40 + ship
ESSXNTIALS GREY SWEATPXNTS - Worn Indoors, No Stains, No Wearing - Size Medium (Fits like an L IMO)
All text and "badges" are on point IMO, definitely 0.8:1 if not 0.9. Measurements in pics, I am 5'11 80kg and these fit fine.
Pics - https://imgur.com/a/50qEa2p
PRICE - £40 + ship
Shipping is £11 special delivery or £6 tracked24 signed for within the UK.

Interested in buying a Trek FX4 Carbon Sport on eBay. But I'm getting increasingly suspicious of the seller and was wondering if the more informed on here might be able to offer some insights?
Here's what I think are red flags:

1. Bike advertised with only one photo, taken in very low lighting and as "practically new" and "only ridden a few months" but is 4 years old and apparently being sold because a newer one purchased
2. Seller refuses to send me serial number citing "eBay advice not to share serial numbers as fraudsters can use them to create a duplicate listing". I'm not sure why someone would want to do that and how they could benefit from creating a fake duplicate listing.
3. Seller sent me additional photos through messaging (attached), which appeared to show some unusual aspects:
   1. bike advert headline states it is "Medium 53cm" (so quite specific) but label on bike says Large 55cm. Seller explained it with a 'oh I thought 53cm - 55cm was Medium!
   2. bike has what looks like a missing bolt and appears damaged around that area. Seller responded with 'you don't need a bottle cage there as I've installed one in the other space and even if you need one then you could just buy a new bolt' ... sidestepping my question about whether the area was damaged
   3. most worrying for me is that strange looking bracket, right next to the damaged bolt area, which appears to have been screwed into the frame and doesn't seem to be part of the original bike. Seller hasn't responded to my query about this.
   4. finally, and I'm no expert (which I guess is already obvious lol), but to me the frame shape/colouring doesn't look like other carbon frames advertised online? It seems to be more 'rounded' at the edges vs other carbon frames (including latest Trek FX range) which look more 'sharp' at edges.

Images: https://imgur.com/a/hCsygci
Thanks for any help!

New Music Friday is the weekly thread dedicated to cataloging all the Album/EP releases that came out this week, including non-subreddit relevant releases. This is also a great place to discuss these albums, or bring to attention other albums released this week.

❓ "this seems intriguing after a cursory look"
⭐ "im interested in this for one reason or another"
❤️ "ive been waiting for weeks, months/i'm absolutely in love with this"

❓ Shellac - To All Trains
Label: Touch and Go
Genre: Post-Hardcore, Noise Rock
Beth Gibbons (of Portishead) - Lives Outgrown
Label: Domino
Genre: Chamber Folk, Psychedelic Folk, Art Rock
❓ Of Montreal - Lady on the Cusp
Label: n/a
Genre: Neo-Psychedelia, Art Pop
⭐ Crumb - AMAMA
Label: Crumb
Genre: Neo-Psychedelia, Indie Pop, Dream Pop
Gumshoes - Save The Date (EP) (may 16th) (by stansymash)
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Folk, Indie Pop
From Indian Lakes - Head Void (may 15th)
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock, Shoegaze
WINKS - Finally Awake (may 13th)
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Pop?
BADBADNOTGOOD - Mid Spiral: Chaos (EP) (may 14th)
Label: XL
Genre: Jazz Fusion, Jazz-Funk
⭐ Lip Critic - Hex Dealer
Label: Partisan
Genre: Digital Hardcore, Synth Punk, Experimental Hip Hop
Cage The Elephant - Neon Pill
Label: RCA
Genre: Post-Punk Revival, Indie Pop
Joywave - Permanent Pleasure
Label: Cultco
Genre: Indie Rock, Indietronica
⭐ Pallbearer - Mind Burns Alive
Label: Nuclear Blast
Genre: Doom Metal, Slowcore, Post-Rock
❓ Blitzen Trapper - 100's of 1000's, Millions of Billions
Label: Yep Roc
Genre: Folk Rock, Americana
Phoebe Go - Marmalade
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Pop
⭐ Gatecreeper - Dark Superstition
Label: Nuclear Blast
Genre: Melodic Death Metal
The Lovely Eggs - Eggistentialism
Label: n/a
Genre: Noise Pop, Indie Rock
Draag - Actually, the quiet is nice (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Shoegaze, Indie Rock, Dream Pop
lightheaded - Combustible Gems
Label: Slumberland
Genre: Jangle Pop
GUPPY - Something Is Happening...
Label: Lauren
Genre: Garage Rock
The Anti-Queens - Disenchanted
Label: Stomp
Genre: Punk
So Totally - Double Your Relaxation
Label: Tiny Engines
Genre: Shoegaze, Dream Pop
⭐ Vitskär Süden - Vessel
Label: RIpple
Genre: Heavy Psych, Progressive Rock
Various Artists - [Everyone's Getting Involved: A Tribute To Talking Heads' Stop Making Sense]()
Label: A24
Genre: New Wave, Pop Rock
Ex-Easter Island Head - Norther
Label: Rocket
Genre: Ambient, Electroacoustic
Wu-Lu - Learning To Swim On Empty (EP)
Label: Warp
Genre: Downtempo, Experimental Hip Hop
❓ Ghostly Kisses - Darkroom
Label: Akira
Genre: Synthpop, Alt-Pop
❓ Bad Bangs - Out Of Character
Label: Blossom Rot
Genre: Alternative Rock
Westelaken - at Tranzac (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock, Alt-Country
J. Bernardt - Contigo
Label: PIAS
Genre: Alternative R&B, Downtempo, Art Pop
Carb On Carb - Take Time
Label: n/a
Genre: Midwest Emo, Math Pop
❓ Sooks - Moral Decay
Label: Permanent Resident
Genre: Hardcore Punk, Post-Punk
❓ Rope Sect - Estrangement
Label: Iron Bonehead
Genre: Gothic Rock
Stress Dolls - Queen of No
Label: Sun Pedal
Genre: Pop Rock, Indie Rock
❓ Dog Party - Dangerous
Label: n/a
Genre: Pop Punk, Power Pop
Zero Point Energy - Tilted Planet
Label: Danger Collective
Genre: Indie Rock
Guster - Ooh La La
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock, Alternative Rock, Neo-Psychedelia
Orchid Mantis - i only remember the good parts
Label: n/a
Genre: Slacker Rock, Slowcore
Sid Simons - Beneath the Brightest Smiles
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock
❓ The Avett Brothers - The Avett Brothers
Label: Ramseur
Genre: Alt-Country, Contemporary Folk
Sasha Alex Sloan - Me Again
Label: Virgin
Genre: Alt-Pop, Contemporary R&B
Night Beds - Mountain Radio
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Folk, Indie Pop
Jacken Elswyth - At Fargrounds
Label: Wrong Speed
Genre: Appalachian Folk Music, Free Improv
Halloweens - Opera Singing At The Salsa Bar
Label: n/a
Genre: Pop Rock
Joe Kaplow - Posh Poodle Krystal and Toe
Label: Fluff and Gravy
Genre: Folk
Olympia - Love For One (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Art Rock, Pop Rock
❓ High Noon Kahuna - This Place is Haunted
Label: Crucial Blast
Genre: Noise Rock
CIVIL ELEGIES - NO LIFE (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Noise Rock
renforshort - clean hands dirty water (EP)
Label: Nettwerk
Genre: Indie Pop, Singer-songwriter
Beren Olivia - if we're being honest (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Alt-Pop
Comprador - Please Stay Off the Statue
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock
❓ Strelitzia - Winter
Label: n/a
Genre: Emo, Math Rock
❓ Slate - Deathless (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Indie Rock, Post-Punk
Pet Shop Boys - Furthermore (EP)
Label: n/a
Genre: Synthpop, Dance-Pop
Morgan Garrett - Purity
Label: Orange Milk
Genre: Experimental Rock, Avant-Folk, Sound Collage, Noise Rock
SQÜRL (Jim Jarmusch and Carter Logan) - Music for Man Ray
Label: Sacred Bones
Genre: Post-Rock, Drone, Film Score
Erlend Øye & La Comitiva - La Comitiva
Label: Bubbles
Genre: Indietronica, Indie Pop
❓ One Step Closer - All You Embrace
Label: Run for Cover
Genre: Post-Hardcore, Emo
Galantis - Rx
Label: Big Beat
Genre: Dance-Pop, House
Bright Light Bright Light - Enjoy Youth
Label: n/a
Genre: Dance-Pop, Synthpop
Laci Kaye Booth - The Loneliest Girl In The World
Label: n/a
Genre: Pop
❓ girli - Matriarchy
Label: AllPoints
Genre: Synthpop, Alt-Pop
Luis Fonsi - El Viaje
Label: n/a
Genre: Latin Pop, Reggaetón
Musclecars - Sugar Honey Iced Tea!
Label: BBE
Genre: House
❓ CXLOE - Shiny New Thing
Label: n/a
Genre: Electropop, Dance-Pop
Kate Hudson - Glorious
Label: n/a
Genre: Pop
ZAYN - ROOM UNDER THE STAIRS
Label: n/a
Genre: Soft Rock, Country Pop
❓ Billie Eilish - HIT ME HARD AND SOFT
Label: Darkroom
Genre: Alt-Pop, Singer-songwriter, Indie Folk
Mach-Hommy - #RICHAXXHAITIAN
Label: n/a
Genre: Abstract Hip Hop, East Coast Hip Hop, Drumless
Blu - abc (Beat Tape)
Label: EveryDejaVu
Genre: Instrumental Hip Hop
VRILS - PORTALS
Label: n/a
Genre: Hip Hop/Rap
Raz Fresco & Daniel Son - Northside
Label: Vinyl Digital
Genre: East Coast Hip Hop
Alvaro Diaz - SAYONARA
Label: n/a
Genre: Pop Rap, Reggaetón, Alternative R&B
Clavish - Chapter 16
Label: Universal
Genre: UK Hip Hop, Trap
Kitty Ca$h - Handle with Care
Label: n/a
Genre: Hip Hop/Rap
Nico Miseria - YO NO SOY YO
Label: n/a
Genre: Trap
Payroll Giovanni - Have Money Have Heart (EP)
Label: Empire
Genre: Detroit Trap
Cities Aviv - Bernadette Leak (RP)
Label: D.O.T.
Genre: Southern Hip Hop, Drumless
ian - VALEDICTORIAN
Label: Columbia
Genre: Trap, Southern Hip Hop
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Better Off Alone
Label: Atlantic
Genre: Pop Rap, East Coast Hip Hop
❓ Rapsody - Please Don't Cry
Label: Jamla
Genre: Conscious Hip Hop, Southern Hip Hop
Alejo - EN ESTA NOS FUIMOS LEJOS
Label: n/a
Genre: Reggaetón
Pain - I Am
Label: Nuclear Blast
Genre: Industrial Metal, Alternative Metal
❓ Extortionist - Devoid of Love & Light
Label: Unique Leader
Genre: Metalcore, Alternative Metal
Botanist - Paleobotany
Label: Prophecy
Genre: Blackgaze, Post-Metal
Celestial Season - Mysterium III
Label: Burning World
Genre: Death Doom Metal, Gothic Metal
Elvellon - Ascending in Synergy
Label: Napalm
Genre: Symphonic Metal, Power Metal
Jamey Jasta - … And Jasta for All
Label: Perseverance
Genre: Thrash Metal, Crossover Thrash
Nocturnus AD - Unicursal
Label: Profound Lore
Genre: Technical Death Metal, Progressive Metal
❓ Slash - Orgy of the Damned
Label: n/a
Genre: Hard Rock, Blues Rock
Shokran - Duat
Label: n/a
Genre: Progressive Metal, Metalcore
The Last of Lucy - Godform
Label: Transcending Obscurity
Genre: Technical Death Metal, Deathcore
❓ Hemotoxin - When Time Becomes Loss
Label: n/a
Genre: Technical Death Metal, Thrash Metal
Inner Landscape - 3H33
Label: Klonosphere
Genre: Progressive Metal
⭐ Intervals - memory palace
Label: n/a
Genre: Progressive Metal, Djent
RATS WILL FEAST - Hellhole
Label: Time to Kill
Genre: Metalcore
⭐ Ufomammut - Hidden
Label: Neurot
Genre: Doom Metal, Stoner Metal
❓ Salt on Saturday - A Docket of Votive Offerings
Label: n/a
Genre: Psychedelic Drone, Rock
❓ Glaciers - Ivory
Label: n/a
Genre: Progressive Metal, Thall