Arkham Sunset
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ARKHAM SUNSET, the electronic project led by Portland based producer Gerry Hathaway, blends cinematic layers of industrial, synth-pop, EBM and dark ambient textures for a uniquely stimulating experience. The sound is driven by a carefully curated merge of analog and digital synthesizers and drum machines. His passion for vintage horror and sci- fi subtly influences the themes woven throughout his music. Hathaway has spent nearly a decade developing his unique sound, releasing 5 full length albums and half a dozen EPs. His latest album, “Fatal Games”, released in fall 2025 is widely regarded as his strongest material to date.
featured track::
Pleasure Prison
Arkham Sunset--:--ARKHAM SUNSET, the electronic project led by Portland based producer Gerry Hathaway, blends cinematic layers of industrial, synth-pop, EBM and dark ambient textures for a uniquely stimulating experience. The sound is driven by a carefully curated merge of analog and digital synthesizers and drum machines. His passion for vintage horror and sci- fi subtly influences the themes woven throughout his music. Hathaway has spent nearly a decade developing his unique sound, releasing 5 full length albums and half a dozen EPs. His latest album, “Fatal Games”, released in fall 2025 is widely regarded as his strongest material to date.
lyrics ::
Anticipating the rush that quickly follows every time I close my eyes You administer first, knowing damn well there’s worse Waiting for me tonight Pushing deeper the cut, intention matter so much. A pound of flesh for the prize No more exits in sight, completely void of the light. Tempting fate while my hands are tied A pleasure prison, a fantasy You took the key and threw it away Let me live for one more day Before tearing me up, my carcass displayed A pleasure prison, a play for keeps Intoxicating the way we feed Fatal, dramatic, attractive waste Willing victims make perfect slaves A broken smile on your face, familiar look of decay I think I like you this way Serenading my trust, unaware of the cost But that’s part of the fun The point of falling apart is belief in a hope Knowing that there is none Climb the walls of the cage, shun the facts that betray The bleakest option the sweetest taste
credits ::
Gerry Hathaway - Written & Produced By