I pity anyone who doesn't have dreams of their own, who lack the longing to test their limits, and those who simply give up and live up to the expectation of whatever bloodline begat them.
Human beings were meant to be individuals. To express themselves and find themselves. And those born with silver spoons in their mouths, wracked with guilt and their palates cloying with foods that are too rich and wasteful, who rally at their apparent uselessness and cannot accept their lot in life, nor FIND that lot but rather just swallow whatever life gives them...
Yeah. I don't envy you people.
A Megadeth-ish thrash/heavy metal riff and beat. Believe it or not the timing is perfect right out the gate, and when Anubis Unit gets around to doin' this puppy (or No Rhymes, whichever) it's going to hit HARD.
Enjoy, lemme know what you think, the usual fixin's on the side. In the meantime, time for steak!
There strides forth those misbegotten Godly Ones
Those chosen within the framework of existence
There goes forth those children of the Gods
Paying heed only to their unnecessary whims
All bow to those unfortunate souls
Silver spoons deep within their orifice
All pay heed to their gormless words
Even as the guilt tears them from deep within
There by the grace of God goes they who
Live only up to the expectations of others
See them march upon their straightened path
See them as they fall prey to their chosen ends
All bow to those unfortunate ones
Silver spoons damming their insufferable cries
All ignore their true dreams and drives
But all pay heed to when they fall
Success
Success
Success
Completely unbidden
Success
Success
Success
Absolute unforgiven
Success
Success
Success
Increase the drive
Success
Success
Success
Profit from their lives
You cannot stand the head if you've never been burned
You shall wither under the gaze of scrutiny
Deny your dreams and deny yourself and
Whether or not you decide from life unto death
All bow to those unfortunate chosen
Those who can never do wrong publicly
Silver spoons tie up their silver tongues
They're merely lucky, they're merely lucky
Some may be humbled and some may be without
Some must live only so others must die
There strides forth the haunted procession
Of those who dared to struggle against the tide
All bow down to those fortunate souls
To win forever is their desired goal
Silver spoons plot out their every step
How can you wonder that their life is ever anything
but good....
For them....
For us....
To prove....
To us...
The dream...
Cannot die...
It's there...
For only 9.99~!
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY LINE UP
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FALL DOWN
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY MISUNDERSTAND
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FOLLOW THEIR PLANS
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY LINE UP
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY'RE MISQUOTED
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY'RE BLINDFOLDED
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY SMOKE A FINAL CIGARETTE
(bridge)
There strides forth those unholy godless ones
They listen to no other advice but everyone's
There goes forth those oversensitized
Their palates choking on the whims of bad advice
All must bow to these chosen souls
The silver spoon a misguided council
All must know of their quoted words
Dripping with filth even as they scream for help
There by the grace of God goes all of us
Teeming and surging with money, the root of their problems
There goes what little privacy they had
In the search for the contentment they left behind
All must bow to these hungry ones
Silver Spoon starving them as it feeds
All must pay heed to their struggles
Even though their soul continues to bleed
Success
Success
Success
Never just settle
Success
Success
Success
Never test your mettle
Success
Success
Success
At any cost
Success
Success
Success
No dreams of their own
What good...
For them...
Content...
Nevermore...
Their dreams...
Set aside...
Never trusting...
Bloodlines...
The proof...
Their excess...
The baggage...
They never rest...
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY LINE UP
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FALL DOWN
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY MISUNDERSTAND
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FOLLOW THEIR PLANS
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY LINE UP
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY'RE MISQUOTED
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY'RE BLINDFOLDED
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY SMOKE A FINAL CIGARETTE
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY TAKE THE LINE
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY TAKE THEIR BOW
YOU WATCH THEM ALL SIMPERING PLAYERS
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FALL DOWN
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY LINE UP
YOU WATCH THEM ALL AS THEY FALL DOWN
YOU WATCH THEM ALL POOR PATHETIC PLAYERS
YOU WATCH THEM ALL WHILE THEY SUCCUMB
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Sunday, March 25, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Fuckpuppet
Ohhhhhhh yeah, this one. This one was written after watching the four direct-to-dvd Hellraiser movies. Even though they're nowhere near gristly or visceral enough, I still dug the "VAT A TWEEST" endings.
I normally dislike "complicated" songs with, like, differing parts and what-not. Buuuuuut since actually striking out into the music biz, I've come across quite a few good bands who do that - the ending beats and riffs are only similar or completely different to how they started.
Doesn't mean it's GOOD, but I recognize that so long as there's a stable theme and either the beats or riffs are the same throughout the song, it can be at least entertaining.
So yeah. Fuckpuppet. In retrospect a little too Marilyn Mansonish, but meh - good enough to be on the A Night of Complete Horroshow Album.
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
I want to crawl within you
Get to know you better
Want to taste your sweetness
When you turn bitter
I want to snuggle up against you
Cradle you with my mouth
I want you to remember that
It was me who did this
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
Handy when you're needed
Cry when I don't
I can feel you squirm about and out
Once again
I swear
that I won't...
(beats picked up)
The closet full of my sins
The bandages on your flesh
I crave the taste of your skin
Once again, once again
I need more than I should
You need it more than I do
I see you slither without an order
Mockery of love, a morbid whisper
Still it's better when we spend together
Oh lord, Holy Mother
Pray for this wicked sinner
Amidst veils of black, unholy supper
Pray to keep it sexual but I'd never miss a bloody thing
You squirm about in broken passion and I simply will not hesitate
You cry out for this crazy passion and I dare not resist the need to taste
A puppet's right to choose its' master, but I reserve the right to break away
Nothing 'ppears to break it down
Nothin' can tear me away
I normally dislike "complicated" songs with, like, differing parts and what-not. Buuuuuut since actually striking out into the music biz, I've come across quite a few good bands who do that - the ending beats and riffs are only similar or completely different to how they started.
Doesn't mean it's GOOD, but I recognize that so long as there's a stable theme and either the beats or riffs are the same throughout the song, it can be at least entertaining.
So yeah. Fuckpuppet. In retrospect a little too Marilyn Mansonish, but meh - good enough to be on the A Night of Complete Horroshow Album.
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
I want to crawl within you
Get to know you better
Want to taste your sweetness
When you turn bitter
I want to snuggle up against you
Cradle you with my mouth
I want you to remember that
It was me who did this
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
Handy when you're needed
Cry when I don't
I can feel you squirm about and out
Once again
I swear
that I won't...
(beats picked up)
The closet full of my sins
The bandages on your flesh
I crave the taste of your skin
Once again, once again
I need more than I should
You need it more than I do
I see you slither without an order
Mockery of love, a morbid whisper
Still it's better when we spend together
Oh lord, Holy Mother
Pray for this wicked sinner
Amidst veils of black, unholy supper
Pray to keep it sexual but I'd never miss a bloody thing
You squirm about in broken passion and I simply will not hesitate
You cry out for this crazy passion and I dare not resist the need to taste
A puppet's right to choose its' master, but I reserve the right to break away
Nothing 'ppears to break it down
Nothin' can tear me away
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Anti
Out of all my social-injustice, class warfare-based songs this one is amongst the most antagonistic. Like, Massively Hysterical antagonistic. Am I prescribing violence as the only answer?
No, just one of them.
Violence isn't the answer. It's just one possible answer out of several.
If nothing else works, there's at least that~!
The chorus is a direct homage to one of them-thar graffiti tags. It had a combine-type riot-armored trooper taking aim at a business-suited gent, very Michael Douglas from Falling Down-ish, with a kerchief-mask wrapped around the lower half of his face and about to throw a molotov. At least I think that's what it was...all I know is that the tag it used, "Those who lay their hands upon me I declare thee tyrants and usurpers" or something like that.
Either way, it inspired this piece. Maybe it's good? Maybe it's bad?
Meh, to me it just is.
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Discovery
Inside of me
But I try to find
within my own mind
Rea-sons
Excavating
Moderation is
Was-ted on this
Treasures that
I ought to know
kept away from me
Blin-ded without
Rea-son
Tyrants reign today
Awaiting
The new rule to come
They who lay hands on me
try to govern me
I declare thee
Tyrants and usurpers
AND I WILL SEEK
TO DESTROY YOU
ALL
UN-TIL
I STAND
FREE
AGAIN!!!!
(bridge)
Witness!
Bear witness!
Witness!
Bear witness!
Responsibility
Set aside at a whim
Can you receive me?
Are you listening?
This is truth here:
don't believe their lies!
You're perfectly fine the
way you've always been.
Captivating
audience members
worldwide
They'll tell you how to be
normal perceptions
ethics gone astray
The hand of man
May yet rise up again!
They who lay hands on me
try to govern me
I declare thee
Tyrants and usurpers
AND I WILL SEEK
TO DESTROY YOU
ALL
UN-TIL
I STAND
FREE
AGAIN!!!!!
No, just one of them.
Violence isn't the answer. It's just one possible answer out of several.
If nothing else works, there's at least that~!
The chorus is a direct homage to one of them-thar graffiti tags. It had a combine-type riot-armored trooper taking aim at a business-suited gent, very Michael Douglas from Falling Down-ish, with a kerchief-mask wrapped around the lower half of his face and about to throw a molotov. At least I think that's what it was...all I know is that the tag it used, "Those who lay their hands upon me I declare thee tyrants and usurpers" or something like that.
Either way, it inspired this piece. Maybe it's good? Maybe it's bad?
Meh, to me it just is.
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Witness (drum beat)
Discovery
Inside of me
But I try to find
within my own mind
Rea-sons
Excavating
Moderation is
Was-ted on this
Treasures that
I ought to know
kept away from me
Blin-ded without
Rea-son
Tyrants reign today
Awaiting
The new rule to come
They who lay hands on me
try to govern me
I declare thee
Tyrants and usurpers
AND I WILL SEEK
TO DESTROY YOU
ALL
UN-TIL
I STAND
FREE
AGAIN!!!!
(bridge)
Witness!
Bear witness!
Witness!
Bear witness!
Responsibility
Set aside at a whim
Can you receive me?
Are you listening?
This is truth here:
don't believe their lies!
You're perfectly fine the
way you've always been.
Captivating
audience members
worldwide
They'll tell you how to be
normal perceptions
ethics gone astray
The hand of man
May yet rise up again!
They who lay hands on me
try to govern me
I declare thee
Tyrants and usurpers
AND I WILL SEEK
TO DESTROY YOU
ALL
UN-TIL
I STAND
FREE
AGAIN!!!!!
Friday, March 9, 2012
Political Dogma
I quite literally just whipped this up last night. The timing's good, and I thankfully recorded an a capella of me singing it so I've got the riffs and rhythm memorized.
I'll be posting the a capella rendition of this later, I've got work tonight lol.
Political Dogma
And you act like you don't live
in a glass house
And you act like you're the only
one around
And you lower the standards
for everybody else
Simply to get ahead in the
voting box
the voting box
the voting box
Discretion never truly
given
And still you swear by all those
lonely words
Replaced your honor with some
dollar bills
And sold your soul up to
the Machine
In the machine
You feel it grinding
(bridge)
And you act like you don't live in
a glass house
And you act like you're the only
one around
So you lower the standard
for everybody else
Simply lie just to get ahead in the
polling race
the polling race
your saving disgrace
Discretion never truly
belonged here
Sell your honor for a few more
votes now
Replaced your pathetic soul with some
dollar bills
And sell yourself out to
the Machine
You're in the machine
Oh can you feel it griiiiiind......
Woah-oh....
A system of perks just to keep you
shackled here
Destroy the weak just to feed
the strong
Discretion and valor don't truly
belong here
Just prostrate yourself before
the Machine
Feel it grinding
Follow it's lead
feel it griiiiiind.....
I'll be posting the a capella rendition of this later, I've got work tonight lol.
Political Dogma
And you act like you don't live
in a glass house
And you act like you're the only
one around
And you lower the standards
for everybody else
Simply to get ahead in the
voting box
the voting box
the voting box
Discretion never truly
given
And still you swear by all those
lonely words
Replaced your honor with some
dollar bills
And sold your soul up to
the Machine
In the machine
You feel it grinding
(bridge)
And you act like you don't live in
a glass house
And you act like you're the only
one around
So you lower the standard
for everybody else
Simply lie just to get ahead in the
polling race
the polling race
your saving disgrace
Discretion never truly
belonged here
Sell your honor for a few more
votes now
Replaced your pathetic soul with some
dollar bills
And sell yourself out to
the Machine
You're in the machine
Oh can you feel it griiiiiind......
Woah-oh....
A system of perks just to keep you
shackled here
Destroy the weak just to feed
the strong
Discretion and valor don't truly
belong here
Just prostrate yourself before
the Machine
Feel it grinding
Follow it's lead
feel it griiiiiind.....
Monday, March 5, 2012
Anubis Unit - Rockarageous
Y'know, my drummer really likes this one. I really like this one. If you've heard it, you'd probably dig the shit out of it.
I'm just sayin'.
From Anubis Unit's first album, Rockarageous. Because sometimes music doesn't need a message, and we collectively agreed that we heard THIS word instead of "Rock of Ages."
So here's our response. For the record, this is one of the few songs WITH an intro, withOUT a bridge, and it also features a part of the second verse being a stripped down version of the verse riff. It's fuckin' awesome to hear!
(Intro)
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~(AGES~!)!!!!
I walked a mi-i-ile in his shoes
When I found the rhythm fell in love with the blues
It's not like everyday's always the same
It's just the winds of change are blowing our way
We rocked the Richter Scale to 10.5
Holdin' your body so close to mine
We're ready to roll 'cuz she's ready to go
It's gonna be one helluva horrorshow
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~!!!!
It came together like crazy glue
Breakin' down the floor just to entertain you
And when the fire burned from ceiling to floor
All you ever wanted was to let it burn more
(stripped verse)
Gettin' to the party and it's on full swing
Cool cats and kittens start to do their thing
Reach for her hand, start to dance real slow
I'm ready to go but she's already NUUUUMB
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~!!!!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!!!!!!
I'm just sayin'.
From Anubis Unit's first album, Rockarageous. Because sometimes music doesn't need a message, and we collectively agreed that we heard THIS word instead of "Rock of Ages."
So here's our response. For the record, this is one of the few songs WITH an intro, withOUT a bridge, and it also features a part of the second verse being a stripped down version of the verse riff. It's fuckin' awesome to hear!
(Intro)
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~(AGES~!)!!!!
I walked a mi-i-ile in his shoes
When I found the rhythm fell in love with the blues
It's not like everyday's always the same
It's just the winds of change are blowing our way
We rocked the Richter Scale to 10.5
Holdin' your body so close to mine
We're ready to roll 'cuz she's ready to go
It's gonna be one helluva horrorshow
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~!!!!
It came together like crazy glue
Breakin' down the floor just to entertain you
And when the fire burned from ceiling to floor
All you ever wanted was to let it burn more
(stripped verse)
Gettin' to the party and it's on full swing
Cool cats and kittens start to do their thing
Reach for her hand, start to dance real slow
I'm ready to go but she's already NUUUUMB
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS~!
ROCKED HER FOR AGES~!!!!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!
WE ROCKED FOR AGES~!
IT'S ROCKARAGEOUS-AGEOUS!!!!!!!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
1200 lbs. of Metal
SO. Sososo, some of you know already of our 1200 lbs. of Penis song. What, you don't? Then go back and check it out, you'll have a good time.
With that stated, we were told by certain business suited types that it wasn't a song they could really market, one that they couldn't really stand behind, y'know?
So. Here's our answer.
I don't believe in censorship, and if they had flat-out told us to drop it, I would've wiped my ass with their business card and thrown it back in their face. On the other hand, they didn't...all they did say was that it wasn't a song they could stand behind.
Strangely enough, my band responded by coming together and creating this and a music video idea of a giant robot fighting a seven-headed land-kraken. Literally of one of the band members walking around town, finding a "thread" coming out of their arm which unravels, which leads them to tearing their flesh off to reveal the METAL MONSTER underneath, then growing humongous, going on a rampage, then fighting that seven-headed land-kraken.
Then they call the OTHER THREE giant robots, and all four proceed to whup ass.
This is not censorship, nor is it selling out - we've done this on our own accord, and will support both songs.
Why am I explaining all this? Because, honestly I'd like to think I"m the kinda guy who learns from other people's mistakes, and I remember the whole fiasco with the Black Eyed Peas and the whole "Let's Get It Started/Retarded" bullshit.
Reckon I'll leave it up to the fans, ultimately, to take it as they will. But Anubis Unit stands behind every move we make, unless we find a new one that suits our needs better. To me, that is the meaning of musical freedom...reckon the whole band stands behind it as well.
1200 lbs. of Metal
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL) x2
Every night I go out to
satisfy my lust
the people all love me
they surround me with their trust
Whipping and slapping
every upturned ass I see
give them a pearl necklace
it means nothing to me
I don't really trip,
I never get mental
They come to expect it
now I'm 1200 lbs. of Metal!
The power's coursin' through me
From now until eternity
It feels so right but it looks so wrong
I don't care I just wanna get it on
(chorus)
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL)x3
Bridge
(During bridge, this is spoken by J:
Y'KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW, you shouldn't look at me that way, you'd do the same thing if YOU turned into a giant robot! DESTRUCTION! Just go on a freakin' rampage and smash all over this city YEAH!
Well..except for the docks, I like how pretty those boats look on the ocean.
Wait, you want me to do WHAT to your houseboat? Didn't you pay your insurance premiums?
Awww, I couldn't do something like that....
Okay, just this once~!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
(break back into verse)
Put a strip miner on Oprah
and you'd look just like me
Y'know I got this Plasma Cannon
Down in my pants
I work so hard to
fit in with society
only to discover
the truth will set you free
From the poor to the rich
Hear them all scream and yell!
They've come to expect how
WE'RE ALL 1200 LBS. OF METAL!
The power's coursin' through me
From now until eternity
It feels so right but it looks so wrong
I don't care I just wanna get it on
(chorus)
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL)x3
IRON?!
STEEL?!
GOLD?!
DIAMOND?!!!
...(skip three beats, then) METAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!! (whole band: METAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!)
With that stated, we were told by certain business suited types that it wasn't a song they could really market, one that they couldn't really stand behind, y'know?
So. Here's our answer.
I don't believe in censorship, and if they had flat-out told us to drop it, I would've wiped my ass with their business card and thrown it back in their face. On the other hand, they didn't...all they did say was that it wasn't a song they could stand behind.
Strangely enough, my band responded by coming together and creating this and a music video idea of a giant robot fighting a seven-headed land-kraken. Literally of one of the band members walking around town, finding a "thread" coming out of their arm which unravels, which leads them to tearing their flesh off to reveal the METAL MONSTER underneath, then growing humongous, going on a rampage, then fighting that seven-headed land-kraken.
Then they call the OTHER THREE giant robots, and all four proceed to whup ass.
This is not censorship, nor is it selling out - we've done this on our own accord, and will support both songs.
Why am I explaining all this? Because, honestly I'd like to think I"m the kinda guy who learns from other people's mistakes, and I remember the whole fiasco with the Black Eyed Peas and the whole "Let's Get It Started/Retarded" bullshit.
Reckon I'll leave it up to the fans, ultimately, to take it as they will. But Anubis Unit stands behind every move we make, unless we find a new one that suits our needs better. To me, that is the meaning of musical freedom...reckon the whole band stands behind it as well.
1200 lbs. of Metal
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL) x2
Every night I go out to
satisfy my lust
the people all love me
they surround me with their trust
Whipping and slapping
every upturned ass I see
give them a pearl necklace
it means nothing to me
I don't really trip,
I never get mental
They come to expect it
now I'm 1200 lbs. of Metal!
The power's coursin' through me
From now until eternity
It feels so right but it looks so wrong
I don't care I just wanna get it on
(chorus)
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL)x3
Bridge
(During bridge, this is spoken by J:
Y'KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW, you shouldn't look at me that way, you'd do the same thing if YOU turned into a giant robot! DESTRUCTION! Just go on a freakin' rampage and smash all over this city YEAH!
Well..except for the docks, I like how pretty those boats look on the ocean.
Wait, you want me to do WHAT to your houseboat? Didn't you pay your insurance premiums?
Awww, I couldn't do something like that....
Okay, just this once~!
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
(break back into verse)
Put a strip miner on Oprah
and you'd look just like me
Y'know I got this Plasma Cannon
Down in my pants
I work so hard to
fit in with society
only to discover
the truth will set you free
From the poor to the rich
Hear them all scream and yell!
They've come to expect how
WE'RE ALL 1200 LBS. OF METAL!
The power's coursin' through me
From now until eternity
It feels so right but it looks so wrong
I don't care I just wanna get it on
(chorus)
(TWELVE HUNDRED POUNDS
OF
METAL)x3
IRON?!
STEEL?!
GOLD?!
DIAMOND?!!!
...(skip three beats, then) METAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!! (whole band: METAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!!)
Monday, February 13, 2012
ANUBIS UNIT ACROSS THE BOOOOARD!
All over my blogs.
HEY, do youuuuuu like punk vocals with metal sensibilities? Well, my voice sucks balls on this copy (I sound waaaaay cooler over an amp), but hey - this at least gets across the songs that are in my head when I'm writing lyrics.
That's The Sound My Balls Make
1200 Lbs of Penis (WARNING, we ain't quite done with this one yet - you'll see next sunday)
Avocado
Steak and Eggs (The Warmup Song)
If you've already seen this at one of my other blogs, then by all means go ahead, give it another listen to, and spread it around to your own blogs, friends, lovers, loved ones, friends and family who ARE lovers and loved ones, and loved ones who are friendly family.
Next Sunday we'll begin recording (with a camera) our practice sessions, give you inside glimpses into our creative process (including drama, catfights, and me flailing my arms like an idiot in order to translate the sounds in my head into their instruments) as well as to let y'all be amongst the first people to hear certain songs of ours before we ever get them professionally done.
For what it's worth, they actually sound, y'know, GOOD outside of the lyrics. Gotta prove ourselves in this bidness, right?
Right.
HEY, do youuuuuu like punk vocals with metal sensibilities? Well, my voice sucks balls on this copy (I sound waaaaay cooler over an amp), but hey - this at least gets across the songs that are in my head when I'm writing lyrics.
That's The Sound My Balls Make
1200 Lbs of Penis (WARNING, we ain't quite done with this one yet - you'll see next sunday)
Avocado
Steak and Eggs (The Warmup Song)
If you've already seen this at one of my other blogs, then by all means go ahead, give it another listen to, and spread it around to your own blogs, friends, lovers, loved ones, friends and family who ARE lovers and loved ones, and loved ones who are friendly family.
Next Sunday we'll begin recording (with a camera) our practice sessions, give you inside glimpses into our creative process (including drama, catfights, and me flailing my arms like an idiot in order to translate the sounds in my head into their instruments) as well as to let y'all be amongst the first people to hear certain songs of ours before we ever get them professionally done.
For what it's worth, they actually sound, y'know, GOOD outside of the lyrics. Gotta prove ourselves in this bidness, right?
Right.
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