Caliber
Probably the most representative example of stoner doom out there, melodic lyrics with psychedelic strings and dark themes bring this whole album together into one amazing, doped out experience.
Earth, it was our first way out
Of our solar doom
We are in the fourth dimension
Waiting at the Devil's door
Now we are trapped in our own pollution
Birds that have a winged regalia
Eaten by our tricaine sky
Get your fucking act together
Fore you die with the hive mind
Now we are trapped in our own pollution
Please leave all shoes at the door and feel the love just once more
Windy day throws you off your feet and into a bitter life of remorse
Not realising the importance of the flying into wine glasses saving your life for sure
Crying while I sleep and I'm oblivious to your pure grief
Finally the gust that breaks your trust causes the oak to fell
Calling out for help as the asbestos breaks your bones and leaves you on the ground
This may seem like the end of our life but it is only material things we care about
All that matters is we have each other standing our ground
You can stay at my house only if I can stay in your mind for as long as we exist and
then die at the end of our time
Worshipping each other's animated lives as we recover from the backwards misadventures
that our outcast childhood selves could not let slide
February was the start of our time but now the crocodile has begun his crime
I will still walk with you
I will still walk with you
Outside and to the moon
Waiting for ice to bloom
How long?
Cull the Hun
Unwind Rabbi Ripcord
Unwind Rabbi Ripcord
Then we are in my world
Levi on the starboard
How long?
Cull the Hun
I want you
And I need your soul babe
I'll bleed you
We'll do things my way
I'll break you
I hope you're sorry
You'll see me
Eating my chow mein
Sunlight on ice
Feeling the glow
Ambush all sides
How do you flow?
Chant des baleines
Will you redeem?
Failing again
Submersion scream
Hey, we're all the same
Living out the monotony of the daily life
When can you show me your soul?
Hey, we're all the same
Fine line between the remnants of the death and life
When can you show me your soul?
Hypogeum colosseum
Terror under sand
Take it to your shrine primeval
There you'll find your hands
Phobias ally
Lost in the wind
Searchlighting
Falling behind
Should you find your whispers screaming
Take it not to heart
Sliding from the wall's all-seeing
Sanity departs
Phobias of high
Learn in rewind
Searchlightning
Left behind
While the river flows above I'm
Waiting until death will come I
Realise what's in my head I
Take a walk into the sun I
Melt into the floor below I
See the faces of shadows my
Sky opens above the glow I
Ascend Satan's spire
All the things you'll never be
Are self-fulfilling prophecies
You're all alone out on this sea
You are another shade of green
This is where we fall apart
Our thoughts do not know where to start
Four pairs of eyes spun round the sun
The ceremony has begun
HYPOGEUMCOLOSSEUM
TERRORUNDERSAND
TAKEITTOYOURSHRINEPRIMEVAL
THEREYOU'LLFINDYOURHANDS
PHOBIASALLY
LOSTINTHEWIND
SEARCHLIGHTING
FALLINGBEHIND
SHOULDYOUFINDYOURWHISPERSSCREAMING
TAKEITNOTTOHEART
SLIDINGFROMTHEWALLSALLSEEING
SANITYDEPARTS
PHOBIASOFHIGH
LEARNINREWIND
SEARCHLIGHTNING
LEFTBEHIND
As the ceiling becomes the river surface
The thousand all-seeing eyes
The universe swallows you whole
The entrance to Satan's Spire is open
It fills your mind
Ascending into the void, the nine statements are read
Satan represents indulgence instead of abstinence!
Satan represents vital existance instead of spiritual pipe dreams!
Satan represents undefined wisdom instead of hypocritical self-deceit!
Satan repsresents kindness to those who deserve it, instead of love wasted on ingrates!
Satan represents vengeance, instead of turning the other cheek!
Satan represents responsibility to the responsible, instead of concern for psychic vampires!
Satan represents man as just another animal, sometimes better, more often worse than those who
walk on all fours, who, because of his "divine spiritual and intellectual development," has
become the most vicious animal of all!
Satan represents all of the so-called sins, as they all lead to physical, mental, or emotional gratification!
Satan has been the best friend the church has ever had, as he has kept it in business all these years!
These statements consume your very existence.
Nobody is above something that everybody is.
Are you all alone?
We hope that the things we can never be will become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Life is all a single tear opening only to let in the life that flows in from the other reality.
We step into the infernal diatribe.
This is where we fall apart.
Saw you in meadow
Himalaya Plateau
Wherever you go
I will follow
And when the stream flows
From the Tibetan Grove
You'll be the first to know
My volcano
As you wander round the foothills of the stars
Finding out the lies
Truths that are despised
When you see you're already upon the line
Behind your sunken eyes
Crying all the time
Maybe we're dreaming
Of our repeating
The void is leaking
The all-seeing
For whom it may concern
We shall never return
Extinction of the ferns
I am the urn
As you wander round the foothills of the stars
Finding out the lies
Truths that are despised
When you find your hands are bleeding for the shrine
Behind yourself at night
Lost in the wind
Crying
The afterflood
Civil
Who's on your side?
Psycho
Has the daughter
Civil
Sivilazide
What are we?
Submerged we are breathing
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
Fight it
Feel masculine
Shave it
Your skin of sin
Breathing
Underwater
Civil
Sivilazide
Where are we?
The weir won't stop seeping
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
What are we?
Submerged we are breathing
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
Crying
The afterflood
Civil
Who's on your side?
Psycho
Has the daughter
Civil
Sivilazide
What are we?
Submerged we are breathing
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
Fight it
Feel masculine
Shave it
Your skin of sin
Breathing
Underwater
Civil
Sivilazide
Where are we?
The weir won't stop seeping
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
What are we?
Submerged we are breathing
Loving stream
This brain is for bleeding
about
A simple, honest, home recorded demo album. Now available on cassette!
This album has a story hidden within the instruments and the lyrics. The first person to figure out what the story is will be sent a unique gold cassette for free. Hint: Think recurring lyrical subject themes and melodies ;)
credits
released April 6, 2017
Written and recorded on an iPod by Jack Hally from December 2016 - February 2017
Bram Tebbutt narrates and plays flute on Track 6
Track 1 contains a sample from The Clangers Intro & Dialogue by Elliot Vernon
Artwork design, concept and drawing by Cyllan Wednesday
Marbling by Ellie Grogan
Oh how I long for this album in vinyl format! Such smoothness. Such warmth. Such execution. This music begs to be taken along and woven into memories. Everyone I’ve shared this album with has loved it. The music speaks far and wide. Shouting out to a fellow follower, Brian Lehmann, for his excellent taste in music. If not for him, I likely would have never stumbled upon this absolute gem! Plinchmo Larduktin
I was on a train travelling to Seefeld in Austria and had nothing but the Alps to look over from the windows. This was a perfect compliment to the environment I was in Robert A Johnson
If you were in an industrial accident in the rubber bullet factory at which you are a shift supervisor, but for whatever reason that particular day you decided to use all your braided rawhide leather belts to sandwich pillows around your body instead of wearing clothes to work, and by so doing you survive the accident... this is that, but more guitar-forward. woe_bonnet