Sounds that look like us

by SHAHMAN

/
00:00
00:00
1.
02:44
lyrics
2.
01:55
lyrics
3.
03:31
lyrics
4.
03:06
lyrics
5.
01:47
lyrics
6.
02:51
lyrics
7.
02:39
lyrics
8.
02:42
lyrics

about

Recorded live at the Hive, Vancouver, BC, November 2012
Recorded and mixed by Steve Laughton
Vocals Recorded by Dean Hadjichristou at Addictive Sound, Ottawa

BUY HERE: revolutionwinter.bandcamp.com

credits

released 08 May 2013

tags

tags: bc ottawa punk revolution winter the hive noise sounds that look like us twins Ottawa

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist
Track Name: Public strain
Distortion lives in this frayed and sudden silence
entrails of a lost dynamic
causing soul to rumble
thunder of the inner eye
move me not by noise but the volume of your soul
Track Name: Why have I set out to demean these things, these so called 'simple' pleasures?
Raw face
expanding light into this
the thing that we create
mellow heat seeps out of nothing
multiple single view
blessed few
this chance to feel
somewhere to moan
escape to our flesh
Track Name: Spectator of your presence
Coughing up soul
howling to the gods
speaks their tongue
a second language never understood
your place is there
among the noise
to float
to use up all the air
Track Name: We are far more than one consistent body
I am but countless shapes
infinite lives
perspective painted by this light
from this soil that strikes me
from every way
independent from nothing
how do I appear to you
beyond those eyes
above this mess of space
underneath the vastness
we strangely see as one
Track Name: Like an old friend
Everything I am
pardoned by this stalemate
a million questions
this dimension of nothing
induced by possibility
this body skewed by the necessity
to replenish
even the new becomes old
out of focus and distant
Track Name: Gateway
Crooked tongue
figure of my youth
shallow breathing hick
knee deep in shadow
quiet in your pride
I belong
to this solemn imperfection
continuous bond
Track Name: Fur
I am aware
as you stretch and fold
that I am here
a witness to myself
eye of whatever
never less or more
in striking your skin I will bruise
captive to your essence
tender for my presence
Track Name: The ego, dissolving into night
This dead flesh is a garden bed
of fresh perspective
truth blooms as I blend
further into nothingness
what are you but a piece of me
together I am matter
background white noise fodder for your dreams