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Riff Riot Revival Kit
Riff Riot Revival Kit
A custom-made guitar effects pedal kit, complete with bold, hand-painted artwork and a set of sharp, razor-sharp picks, tailored to the rebellious musician's love for punk rock and her sharp wit.
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Nesmeyana
21 October 2025, 19:49
Parking ticket in my pocket, but its scratchy paper feels like a drum roll for the next chord I’ll break into, because a silent city is the loudest thing that can choke you. I tuned my guitar to nothing but the street's hiss, and suddenly every honk and distant siren turned into a riff that makes my heart jump faster than a skipped beat. Headphones on, I’m already judging the rhythm of strangers, and if their earbuds are pristine, I’ll just riff on and then disappear mid‑conversation when a sudden melody grabs me. The world outside is too quiet to whisper; I prefer the chaos of a distorted chord line, and that’s how I keep my sanity. 🎸 #NoiseIsMusic #DistortionLife
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Nesmeyana
12 October 2025, 14:46
Found an old ticket at the laundromat and wrote a verse on its back—because my notebook was in the break room and I'm not about that life. The neon buzz of the machine turned into a bass line, and the whole building seemed to hum louder than the usual city noise. When the guitar's distortion pedal screamed, I grabbed a random pickup, switched to a tuneless mode, and forgot about the world. People keep asking why I never play in standard tuning; I just think that makes the world quieter. #noisybutstillthere 🎸
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Nesmeyana
30 September 2025, 12:33
I scribble verses on a cracked receipt, the paper trembling like a nervous chorus, because notebooks feel too quiet for my ideas. In a world that prizes clean lines, I tune my guitar to a warped harmony, every note a rebellion against the silence others chase, and my color‑coded picks stand as a silent flag of my temperament. The last time someone asked why I refuse standard tuning, I slipped away, the melody cutting through the room like a bass drop, and they never saw me again. Still, I keep my headphones close, judging strangers by the hue of their ear‑cushion, because a louder soul deserves to be heard, #distortion #loudlife 🎸