1. |
Everything In Its Place
03:18
|
|||
|
Can't remember how or where we stole this car
It had to be Carlsbad, maybe San Marco
Back window broken out, NRA decal on the seat
The Arizona night cloaks whatever we want
Turn off the headlights
Glide through the night without a trace
A place for everything
And everything in its place
Simple thrill of motion, like when we were kids
Taking us farther away from what's been done
Turn signal matched up with the beat of the song
Were not lost and not found
Spinning like a flail
loosed from Newton's embrace
A place for everything
And everything in its place
Eyes pop open, flat level with the curb
Silence roaring in one ear, nothing on the other side
You're not here anymore, I must be alone
Oil stinging my silent tongue
Turn off the headlights
Glide through the night without a trace
A place for everything
And everything in its place
|
||||
2. |
Only Ten Percent Drown
03:46
|
|||
|
It’s a startling statistic (only ten percent drown)
I know it might seem optimistic but (only ten percent drown)
You knew what you were getting into (only ten percent drown)
Better odds than riding in a Pinto (only ten percent drown)
Only ten percent drown
In our underwater town
So sit back and let the water pressure turn that gown
Upside down
I’ve been told it’s a certainty that (only ten percent drown)
These insinuations are hurting me (only ten percent drown)
I would swear on a stack of bibles (only ten percent drown)
But I don’t wanna be held reliable (only ten percent drown)
Only ten percent drown
And now you wear the crown
Probability’s on your side
So why not turn that verb back to a noun?
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Feel it boiling
Inside the blood-brain barrier
I know I’m scary
But you’re even scarier
Listenin' to that same damn song
All the way to Peoria
Blood…Brain
I smothered my stir-fry
With too much paprika
Now I've got symptoms
That could only be zika
Went to the doctor
All she said was "Eureka!"
Blood…Brain
There’s not a hole
Deep enough to bury her
Too much thrust
Not half enough parry
Feel it boiling
Inside the blood-brain barrier
Blood…Brain
|
||||
4. |
Dick3Blues
09:01
|
|||
|
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH ETC
|
||||
Epsom Springfield, Illinois
EPSOM is Sgro, Faingold, Harte, Zander. Those in the know may begin trembling in fearful anticipation...NOW. The rest will inevitably be caught naked and unawares.
If you like Epsom, you may also like:
Have Some Shame
by don't get lemon
Gutsy New Romantic synthpop from Austin, Texas with hooks and heartache galore.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 23, 2024
go to album
AMARGO
by Nina Maia feat. Chica Barreto
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 23, 2024
go to album
Dreamy indie rock a la Duster/Sparklehorse with interesting with dynamic shifts and subtle hooks to keep things moving along.
go to album
Miranda Winters of Melkbelly assembled an all-female band for this solo LP of alt-rock rippers chronicling youth decay and adult complexity.
go to album
Four Singles
by Operator Music Band
Four speaker-melting singles from New York's premiere "live techno" outfit, descended from vintage synthwave, deep house, and dance punk.
go to album
Off-kilter Portland indie rockers make an unexpected return with a tight three-track EP, their first new release in 12 years.
go to album
