Alternative rock project The Feast releases new single 'Victm'
The solo composer and performer of industrial-styled alternative rock known as The Feast has released his latest official single, “Victm.” The track has been proudly published on the Rebel Psalms independent record label without the involvement of the corporate music industry. Driving, chanting, pounding and aggressive, “Victm” showcases The Feast as one of the summer's surprise rock standouts for 2018.
The Feast hails from New Jersey by way of Atlanta, GA. Asked to cite some main musical influences, The Feast names artists from disparate genres: hip hop's Tupac Shakur and XXXTentacion, alt-rock's Nirvana and Korn, and dancehall reggae's Capelton. The Feast's own sound on “Victm” cleaves to the industrial music power of bands like Rammstein, Nine Inch Nails and Pop Will Eat Itself while retaining a unique, live flavor that is all its own.
Also remarkable is that “Victm” has been concurrently released with a haunting a-cappella version, as well as an instrumental-only track.
Commenting on the overall themes of his latest track, The Feast is a man of few words, saying only, “This is vigilante music.”
The Feast has been an artist since childhood. His current official bio describes what it was like penning songs and poems with demons to exorcise.
“I would awaken from dreams frustrated that I couldn't remember the melody to songs I had written in my sleep,” he writes.
Sadly, life wasn't about to get easier.
“At the age of 17,” writes The Feast, “I was sentenced to 12 years in the Georgia prison system. During this time my music became dark, brazen, and resolute to combat the forces that sought to lead me into despair. The bounce of hip-hop could no longer articulate the screams that raged from my soul and I found a kindred in groups like Rage against the Machine.”
Nevertheless, “Victm” and other songs from The Feast accomplish more than catharsis. They're victory marches.
“My music is born from a dark place,” he says, “but always with a sense of triumph and resilience, even if it also carries that darkness with it. I make music for warriors, no matter your fight in life. It's music for those who don't mind fighting dirty.”
“Victm” by The Feast is available from over 600 quality digital music stores online worldwide now. Get in early, alt-rock and industrial fans.
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6 o’clock arrived way too quickly for my liking. I threw on a white dress as I really didn’t know what to wear or care at that moment in time. My nerves had completely taken over.
My family headed down to the lobby where Brandon was waiting looking more nervous than I did.
‘Hi, I’m Brandon’ he smiled nervously shaking my dad’s hand. My dad smiled welcomingly, and introduced him to my mum when out of nowhere he presented her with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. He’d won her over there and then. He greeted my sister, and we all made our way to the hotel restaurant.
‘Ohh flowers from a Flowers’ I chuckled skipping slightly.
‘You’re such a dick’ he laughed grabbing my hand so I didn’t skip too far ahead.
‘Seriously, you’re okay though?’ I smiled
‘Everything will be alright’ he grinned. Everything will be alright.
Why did this dinner feel like the most natural thing in the world?! I didn’t understand it. Brandon and my dad were laughing and joking. Somehow his nervousness had completely disappeared. Maybe it was a front to show my parents he wasn’t a nervous mess, but I didn’t care I was actually having fun.
‘You play golf Brando?’ my dad asked.
‘I enjoy it, but I never really have time between working here and school’ Brandon giggled his nervous giggle.
‘Well tomorrow fancy a game?’
‘DAD’ I almost choked
‘Sure why not!’
‘BRANDON’
What on earth was happening!?
‘Feel left out kitten?’ my dad teased. It wasn’t that I felt left out I just didn’t understand why my family were so keen on getting to know this boy. I mean I was keen, but I had different intentions to them.
Dinner ended, and Brandon had done nothing, but make my parents love him. Which filled me with such relief, surely this meant I could see him as much as I wanted?! Then it dawned on me. He said he had a surprise…
‘Thank you so much for dinner I had the best time’ Brandon smiled shaking my dad’s hand.
‘Anytime Mr Flowers it was my pleasure’ my dad was genuinely grinning back at him.
‘I was wondering if I was able to steal your daughter for the rest of the evening. I won’t have her back too late’ he promised. 100% lying though.
I looked at my dad’s expression it didn’t change.
‘Of course you can go have fun!’ my dad almost sang. The shock on my face was visible as my sister literally couldn’t hold back her laughter.
We said goodbye to my parents and sister and headed to my neon fairytale, Brandon effortlessly took my hand.
‘Oh so confident’ I smiled
‘Do you know how incredible your smile is?’ he stopped mid walk, he took my face in his hands and studied every detail of my it from my smile to my eyes. The butterflies shot from my stomach, and if he didn’t kiss me soon I was going to die. Eventually he gave in and his lips meet mine. I melted into him craving more.
‘C'mon surprise time!’ he whistled leading me down the strip once more. After 10 minutes or so we came to a bar it was tacky as hell, but I was eager to go inside when it hit me. We were both underage.
‘Don’t worry about being underage they know me here’ he said leading me through the door.
‘Can you read my mind?!’ I said as he answered my burning question without me actually answering. He winked and placed me on a lone table facing a small stage. 5 minutes or so passed, and Brandon still hadn’t returned.
Suddenly a bartender placed a coke on my table, and made his way to the stage.
‘Alright folks karaoke sign-up sheet is over there, Brandon’s gonna kick us off’
I went scarlet. Oh my god. This was the surprise I didn’t know if I was ready. My heart was banging against my chest. The opening riff of ‘Bette Davis Eyes’ began to play, and Brandon suddenly appeared on stage. His voice hit me and sent shivers down my spine. It was so soothing angelic even. I gazed at him from my table. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He shyly made eye contact here and there with me, but he began to blush and looked away.
The song finished, and I stood up and cheered him on as did the rest of the bar. He looked so proud of himself.
‘That was incredible!!’ I shouted throwing my arms around him
‘Ya mean it?’ he giggled going back to his nervous self.
I kissed him hard out of pride, and shock. I couldn’t believe the voice that had come out of this shy timid person.
‘Urm, we can’t stay here I do the first song, so it encourages everyone else to sing, but there’s a spare room at the hotel if you just wanna hang out?’
He read my mind again.
We made our way to an unused hotel room for the second night in a row, but this time I didn’t care about my parents worrying. Brandon had won them both over this afternoon, and he’d won me over too.
The room was smaller than the last one, and probably smaller than the one I was sharing with my sister, but I didn’t care.
Brandon sat on the end of the bed talking about how he wanted to write music, but he doesn’t know if he’s good enough.
‘Sing me something then’ I encouraged
‘Ahhh no, I can’t’ clearly wanting to change the subject he pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on top of me.
I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled his lips to mine. Why was this becoming so natural? And why did I feel so safe with this boy having known him a few days. His hands travelled across my body caressing and guiding his way around my frame.
He thrusted into me still fully clothed, but I could feel how hard he was through his jeans, and this time it didn’t scare me at all. I pulled at his jeans. He read my mind again. He took his jeans off, and I pulled his shirt off.
‘Are you sure?’ he trembled through heavy breaths.
I looked him dead in the eyes was I ready for this? Was he ready for this? Neither of us had done it so it wasn’t like there was anything for either of us to be embarrassed about. Plus I liked him. I REALLY liked him.
