Live Forever Lyrics – The Hellp | from “Riviera”
The Hellp is slipping deeper into their neon-soaked haze with Riviera, the brand new album
The Hellp
Name: The Hellp
City: Los Angeles
Country: United States
Genre: Electronic, Synth-Punk, Electroclash, New Rave
Band/Group Members: Noah Dillon (vocals, visuals), Chandler Ransom Lucy (production, drums/synths)
Roles: Duo – Noah handles vocals and directs the chaotic visual world, Chandler builds the glitchy beats and layers
Bio:
Born from the hazy fringes of LA's underground, The Hellp started when Noah Dillon – a photographer raised in strict rural Colorado, late to secular music but hungry for something real – decided he needed to front a band before life passed him by. He pulled in friends at first, dropped a raw debut called Twin Sinner in 2016, then scrapped most of it and rebuilt around Chandler Lucy, a self-taught producer and former model he met on a Hot Mess shoot with Luka Sabbat. They clicked over old A$AP Rocky bars and never looked back.
What they make feels like the internet threw up the best parts of 2000s bloghouse, new rave sweat, and warped country heartache – all distorted vocals, pounding synths, and hooks that hit like a late-night confession in a empty warehouse. Early EPs like Curtis and Enemy built a cult in dimly lit LA spots, then 2024's major-label jump to Atlantic brought LL: this jagged, beautiful beast of an album full of tracks like "California Dream Girl" and "Ether" that sound like falling in love while everything glitches around you. By 2025 they've already followed with LL Revisited and teased Riviera, complete with a twisted take on "Country Roads" that somehow makes perfect sense in their world.
There's a quiet ache under the noise – two kids who came from nothing, dodging algorithms and industry traps, just trying to keep rock dangerous and honest. When you hear Noah's warped howl over Chandler's relentless pulses, it feels urgent, like they're screaming for everyone who's ever felt too much in a feed that's too fast. If you're craving something that scratches that indie sleaze itch but pushes it into tomorrow, dive in. The Hellp isn't just noise – it's the rush you've been missing.
City: Los Angeles
Country: United States
Genre: Electronic, Synth-Punk, Electroclash, New Rave
Band/Group Members: Noah Dillon (vocals, visuals), Chandler Ransom Lucy (production, drums/synths)
Roles: Duo – Noah handles vocals and directs the chaotic visual world, Chandler builds the glitchy beats and layers
Bio:
Born from the hazy fringes of LA's underground, The Hellp started when Noah Dillon – a photographer raised in strict rural Colorado, late to secular music but hungry for something real – decided he needed to front a band before life passed him by. He pulled in friends at first, dropped a raw debut called Twin Sinner in 2016, then scrapped most of it and rebuilt around Chandler Lucy, a self-taught producer and former model he met on a Hot Mess shoot with Luka Sabbat. They clicked over old A$AP Rocky bars and never looked back.
What they make feels like the internet threw up the best parts of 2000s bloghouse, new rave sweat, and warped country heartache – all distorted vocals, pounding synths, and hooks that hit like a late-night confession in a empty warehouse. Early EPs like Curtis and Enemy built a cult in dimly lit LA spots, then 2024's major-label jump to Atlantic brought LL: this jagged, beautiful beast of an album full of tracks like "California Dream Girl" and "Ether" that sound like falling in love while everything glitches around you. By 2025 they've already followed with LL Revisited and teased Riviera, complete with a twisted take on "Country Roads" that somehow makes perfect sense in their world.
There's a quiet ache under the noise – two kids who came from nothing, dodging algorithms and industry traps, just trying to keep rock dangerous and honest. When you hear Noah's warped howl over Chandler's relentless pulses, it feels urgent, like they're screaming for everyone who's ever felt too much in a feed that's too fast. If you're craving something that scratches that indie sleaze itch but pushes it into tomorrow, dive in. The Hellp isn't just noise – it's the rush you've been missing.
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