I Subway↑↓Boys sono un power trio composto da Diego Pusceddu (basso elettrico e acustico), Matteo Campesi (voce, chitarre elettriche e acustiche) e Davide Pusceddu (batteria e percussioni). Il progetto nasce all’inizio del 2023 in una sala prove, dove Matteo e Davide iniziano a suonare per divertimento tra amici; poco dopo si unisce Diego, completando una formazione capace di fondere energia, spontaneità e ricerca sonora.

Le influenze del trio spaziano dal blues al punk, fino al grunge di band come Nirvana, Alice in Chains e Pearl Jam, passando per l’alternative. La costruzione del loro sound personale nasce anche dall’utilizzo di pedali per basso e chitarra realizzati a mano, basati su componenti elettroniche vintage che conferiscono carattere e unicità alle loro timbriche.

I Subway↑↓Boys hanno all’attivo dieci brani originali interamente scritti da loro, oltre ad altri pezzi attualmente in fase di rifinitura. Ad agosto 2026 entrano ufficialmente nel roster Rebel Records, inaugurando una nuova fase artistica e produttiva che punta a valorizzare la loro identità e la loro evoluzione sonora.

Subway↑↓Boys are a power trio formed by Diego Pusceddu (electric and acoustic bass), Matteo Campesi (vocals, electric and acoustic guitars), and Davide Pusceddu (drums and percussions). The band started in early 2023 inside a rehearsal room, where Matteo and Davide initially played just for fun among friends. Diego later joined, completing a lineup driven by energy, instinct, and a strong desire to shape their own sound.

Their influences range from blues to punk, moving through grunge icons such as Nirvana, Alice in Chains, and Pearl Jam, and touching alternative elements. Their sonic identity also comes from the use of handmade bass and guitar pedals built with vintage electronic components, giving their tones a distinctive and personal character.

Subway↑↓Boys have ten original songs fully written by the band, along with additional tracks currently being refined. In August 2026, they officially joined the Rebel Records roster, marking the beginning of a new artistic and production chapter aimed at enhancing their identity and musical evolution.

PURE EVIL 

Humans kill and destroy

The little we have

But all have to pay

And just hope to have a future

The power promises

And illudes the people

And everyone believe 'em

But they're just exploiting us

RIT:

You say you're pure but I know you're evil

You disguise yourself as good but I know you're not

You like to cheat but just the poor ones

And you feel no shame 'cause you're just a beast

You think of the past

Instead of dream of the future

Because you can't imagine it

Because they're killing it

Death doesn't scare you

Because they make you a puppet

And you're already living in hell

So death won't change things

TIRED 

I'm not a normal boy

I can't find anyone who loves me

I love my music

She's my only reason to live

I show myself as a solar guy

Because no one cares how I feel

I'm treated like an object

They look for me only when they're in need

I'm tired of your egoism

I'm tired of your rotten society

Where if you wanna live

You can't be different of them all

I'm love with a girl

But she doesn't want me

Because she's ashamed

Of going out with a guy like me

I just want to live all the emotions

And be just myself

Without being destroyed

By all this fucking world

This is the life we're living

These are the lives your stealing

My words like silence

Because indifference doesn't listen

This is the life we're living

And no one wants to change things

But I'm so tired of it all

And I'll sleep forever

RAY OF HOPE 

The alarm rings

I get up reluctantly

I was up late last night

I'm tired and I would sleep more

I get a coffee and light a cigarette

And watch the smoke spread slow

I take paper and pen and write

The mind flies far

And the thoughts become ink

They describe women, clouds passing by

Boredom that wouldn't leave

A siren distracts me, but soon I sink into the journey

I write not to fall

In the deep sleep that I fear

And I write of the sea of memories

That otherwise will make me drown

Memories take my hand

They take me for a walk in the past

A child who played happily in the sand

With his friends against the sun and the rain

And all this causes me a pain

Strong and unspeakable

I don't feel like thinking of the future

The fear is too strong

Don't you feel this strong pain

In this flaming poem

And even if now the good memories are many

In the future they'll be too few

And meanwhile the cigarette dies

The smoke that clouds the room

Is passing a ray of sun

But sometimes is difficult to find a ray of hope

SON OF THE MINER 

Lights and shadows from the window,

Yellow streetlights in the fog

I listen to the dim voices

from the fog of people

That ghosts of themselves

roam in the black city

And they walk searching happiness

But that happiness they know

It cost so much and so much effort

And who fear never finding

Taking to others what they like

Lost souls in the limb of lawlessness

Run without a place

Son of the miner

Steal and devastate

Your friend's house 

A desire to fly

An all-powerful match

Bypass the friendship

For a needle now killer

That penetrates your veins

And it takes your breath away

SCREAMS IN THE WIND 

When I was young, I used to dream a good future

With a bit of stability for my life

But now I grow up as a good man

And something went wrong

I lost my work, and my wife left me all alone

She stole my home and doesn't make me see my son

I'm a poor man, and my soul is crying

After all, I'm a good, honest man.

BLACK LIGHT 

I'm not blind

Your brain is blind

'Cause all is easy for you

But the people are crying.

There is a black light that illuminates my soul

There is a fire that burns me inside

The only light I see is black

'Cause I'm so sad for you too

You like your money

But we don't have enough

'Cause you're an invisible thief

And you like cheating us for convenience

You reduced us to poverty.

You made us stupid and ignorant.

Just to control us and our brains

And for your fucking money

But you'll die one day

And you're gonna burn in hell

And you'll know the pain

Servin a fair sentence

We all are screaming from the streets

But those screams always get lost in the wind

Eating rubbish as animals

Treated like a dead man without a heart

Our voices like silent screams

We can't build a life for high prices

No one wants to help us to find a work

It seems they wanna bring us to death

And you're waiting just for this

To see our bodies cold and dead

'Cause you prefer your money to our lives

And our screams turn off in silence

COLD NIGHT 

It's very cold under the ground

We're so afraid to die

We hear the bombs rain

We're in danger of drowing

Why do they take it out with us

Innocent and honest people

How to kill thousand of us

Just for a chunk of land

You can't sleep at all

On this cold night

Where the soldiers of death

Destroy our homes

I'm so scared

I don't know how much more we can take

I feel them closer and closer

There's no way out

Why don't they kill each other

Rather than kill the children

Or leave 'em without their parents

Just for their dirty games of power

NEVER RISE AGAIN 

The cold assails me

I feel like dying

The loneliness is slowly killing me

It's consuming my body

Hot flashes of false heat inside me

Cold sweat in my hands

I just can't feel well

I've got an unstoppable lust for for pain

Please, stop kipping me in cage

I could cry and feel better

Or a bit of affection never had

But the tears don't come out

The world excludes me

By now loneliness is my buddy

My friends disappear

They've forsaken me

I feel like I'm lost in the dark

Into a terrible darkness

That I must face alone

Risking a fall and never rise again

And never rise again 

PIKACHISM 

I'm not what I look like

They locked my head in a box

And I watch between the bars

With my hands tied up

God, what have you done?

Lord, what's my fault?

To go through all this

And to be watched and judged by all

My sickness, my pain / Pikachism 

DRIED ROSE 

LIKE A NAKED GIRL

NEGLETTED AND ABUSED

IN YOUR DESERT STREETS

LONELINESS AND RUINS

YEARS STAINED BY ROBBERY AND DRUGS

THE PILLS THAT THOSE WALKING DEAD

TAKE NOT TO THINK

OF YOUR PAIN

OH DRIED ROSE

IN A DESERT STREET WITH NO LIFE 

WE WILL HELP YOU GET UP

AND BORN AGAIN 

NEEDLES COVER YOU UP

WHICH CONTAIN FRESH DEATH

OF POOR HELPLESS GUYS

WASTE OF SOCIETY

PROTECT AND FORGIVE US

IN YOUR BELLY YOU EMBRACE US

LIKE A MISTREATED GIRL

BUT WITH A HEART ALWAYS LIVE