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Hm, the cool thing is that they take these pretty simple/generic (especially on the bass) riffs, and just jam them to pieces, and fucking hell does it ever work.. Bomb proof is one good example, the first part of GT and the jammy midsection as well..
Well, thats interesting. I see alot of connections lyrically and thematically.
Consider Little Lucid Moments Suite, there’s a pervasive feeling of “we (humanity) are heading in the wrong direction, we need someone to get us back on track”, for instance. This is very similar to Gullible’s Travails, I get a very strong sense of Ryan thinking we (humanity) are lost in our society, ‘our momentum makes it hard to read the signs’, and even though we are aware of it ‘I pray for pardon’, being unable or unwilling to change. There’s a feeling of desperation and, to some degree, misanthropy.
Child of the Future (the song) is urging our kids, the next generation, to take the reins and not put up with all the shit we have done and are still doing (environmentally, economically, third world?). Very much in tune with what LLM Suite and GT are saying.
Also, of course, the album covers are similar in both the use of colours and the technique applied by Kim. But this also applies to earlier work, LTEC/Phanerothyme/IALC for instance.
Maybe..?
I paid with my cell phone at Platekompaniet, worked very well
Hovmod: Gullible’s Travails is one of their best songs ever, for sure.
I think you’re right about those, GBD. Great job
Added your changes and Close Your Eyes. Now, if someone with superhuman hearing could do Bomb proof, we’re done!
Also, could someone put the huge lyric post on top? Vegard?
You know the drill people
Starhammer
It’s been a long time now since I’ve seen the sun rise high to greet a blue sky
Orbiting stoutfully I’m the starhammer, I’m bleekly keeping an eye on the world as I fly on by
Watch me!
I’m just a watcher I do not judge or side or care, I’m just a slave
I am outside and ever will I observe, I watch, I store and I save
What would you do?
Mutant star, I wont conceal, the believers as they bend and kneel, their backs were broken cruelly upon the wheel
What would you do?
If you could expose some lies, straighten backs and open eyes would you cut the ??? down a size
What would you do?
I am a starhammer, I never judge but always keep the score
I am outside and ever will I observe, I watch, I save and I store, forevermore
X-3 (Knuckleheads in space) / The Getaway Special
I wanna go I wanna get up and go man, I need a lift off and I crave the sky
I’ve been chomping at the bit for several weeks now, I’m so ready I need to get high
My adrenaline’s up beyond the scales man‚ you couldn’t kill me cause I’d never feel a thing
I might seem like I’m ??? to you and thats cool and hear they’re really singing
It’s gonna feel so good
like we always knew it would
In this glorious pursuit
we’re getting in our suits
Won’t you fly us
past the bright shining stars
Won’t you fly us
to the X-3 pulsar
There’s nothing wrong there’s nothing wrong with all this brute force flinging metal to the eye in the sky
Inertial forces mass bullet skywards fighting gravity’s hold on nuclei
I’m gonna try I’m gonna try and make it matter, theres no excuses at the level we’re at
We’ll fly the flag and I know we’re representing humanity and democracy and all that
But hey!
It’s gonna feel so good
like we always knew it would
Cause in this glorious pursuit
we’re getting in our suits
Won’t you fly us
to the bright shining stars
Won’t you fly us
past the moon and past Mars
Won’t you fly us
Won’t you fly us
Won’t you fly us
to the X-3 pulsar
??? it’s hotter than a pistol
A high energy ray gun in the swan
It’s really true it’s made of quarks man, I guess it’s just not your standard
neutron that’s at the core of this wonderful creation
A gas sucking binary star
Thirty seven thousand light years, man that’s really way too far
Won’t you fly us
past the bright shining stars
Won’t you fly us
past the moon and past Mars
Won’t you fly us
to the bright shining stars
Won’t you fly us
past the moon and past Mars
Won’t you fly us
past the bright shining stars
Won’t you fly us
to the X-3 pulsar
Won’t you fly us
Won’t you fly us
Won’t you fly us
Won’t you fly us
The Bomb-Proof Roll and Beyond (For Arnie Hassle)
Snah:
Round and round and round we go
always slightly faster
Round and round and round we go
never catching up
Bent:
Terminal velocity team up with the void
Come on and take my hand, come on and take my hand
Lets freefall endlessly one with the void
as we go tumbling down, the strings that bind us come undone
Both:
Will you drown in the strange brew meltdown
or break on through
Break on through
Close your eyes
To say it once again may make it seem
that all we had was nothing but a dream
Please say that it’s all over, help me perceive
that all it ever was, was make believe
Dream, close your eyes and dream girl
Dream, close your eyes and dream of how it used to feel
Was it ever really quite real
Dream, close your eyes and dream girl
Dream, close your eyes and dream of how it used to feel
Was it ever really quite real
W.B.A.T.
Seven seasons bloom out in june and july
Several reasons I feel like I’m shit when you lie
That’s right!
Sister, sister, I’ve never felt so burned out
Sister, sister, what’s left when the fire has gone out
Seems it only served to magnify the pain and doubt
Stuck in stalemate with steadfast refusal to show
how much it’s hurting to not have a clue, but to know
just how painful it is to let go
When we close our eyes at night, it feels so right, we lived another day
In dreams we dive into the light, postpone the fight and it kind of feels okay
to float along, somehow belong, to not be right or wrong
All unspoken we’re keeping it civil and kind
Nothing’s broken if nobody speaks their mind
When we close our eyes at night
In dreams we dive into the light
When we close our eyes at night
It feels so right, we lived another day
In dreams we dive into the light, postpone the fight and it kind of feels okay
to float along, somehow belong, to not be right or wrong
Gullible’s Travails (Part I-IV)
Part I: Eye all-seeing
Call it fear, call it hope disguised as anger
perculating through the fabric of mankind
It’s a mood, it’s a vibe that’s overwhelming
but our momentum makes it hard to read the signs
I pray for pardon, Eye All-seeing
We maintain, grab a hold and ride the tiger
gripping and just hanging on for dear life
Proud and confused we get lost in the detail
all but forgetting the reasons for the strife
I pray for pardon, Eye All-seeing
Round and round, it’s the old familiar story;
tired eyes that never clearly see
I guess we’ll always be
striving to be let loose and set free
Once we all got along, shared the food and the songs about us
to a common belief held by both moguls and thieves
Once we trusted and gave, now we’re masters and slaves
And what we once held so dear now we’re choking for fear
Part II: The Elementhaler
Here I am, I am your friend, won’t you take my hand
Don’t you want to try again, don’t you understand
I’m so tired, so old and frail
I could never do what you all seem to want me to
I’m so stuck, set in my ways
I’ve no will to change, and will not ever likely do
I have fought for way too long
Now the fight’s all gone, I badly need to sleep, my friend
We have done the best we could
and our walls withstood, but now I can see the end
I give up, my time has ended, all I want’s to let go
And so, leave it be so it may start/stop to grow
Part III: Circle
N/A
Part IV: Phoot’s Phlower (a burly return)
So maintain, grab a hold and find a fire
grinning idiots floating dull and hypnotized
Let it grow and let it flow, let it breathe and give it love!
I.C.U. (Boinganoid)
Seeking solace, refuge from the storm
Seeking shelter from the norm
Finding anger, finding pain
Finding nothing’s ever gained
There’s no real difference ‘tween liable and true
It’s all relative to your point of view, but I see you
I see you
I see you
Be a stoic
Be a dream
Be the diamond in the sea
Catch the fever
Catch the sky
Catch the wind if you try
I see you
I see you
I see you
I see you
X3 is the optimisic one of these I guess:
“I’m gonna try I’m gonna try and make it matter, theres no excuses at the level we’re at
We’ll fly the flag and I know were representing humanity and democracy and all that”
Also, they’re talking about flinging metal to the eye in the sky (Starhammer again), woop woop!
Man this is one great album
Where did GT go? I’ll have to write it up again..
Shit, thats interesting, about the all seeing eye (the starhammer!)
Please say that it’s all over, help me proceed(?) – help me perceive
An observation: Gullible’s Travails is obviously about repentance and seeking forgiveness, and Starhammer is a sort of demigod that watches and catalogues people? But he doesn’t judge, who does? Man this is one spaced out album lyrically. Also, X-3 is about getting into space (or just getting high), and stars and I guess Starhammers? Is this a concept album?
Oh man, the Fruit is just so much more groovy than Lucid and Child, especially Gullible’s Travails. I just sink into that funky groove and fall through it, into an auditory fractal maze of soothing colours and fuzz bass goodness.
I don’t have words.. Gullible’s Travails actually made me tear up. Holy shit this is a monster of a song, from the noise intro to the synths. Jesus christ. And I’ve only listened to GT. Still five more songs to go.
Little Lucid Moments and Child of the Future, go to bed, please. Heavy Metal Fruit is in town
And Bent is starring as Lillebjørn Nilsen in the upcoming “Lillebjørn Nilsens Gitarbok”, based on the similarly titled guitar book by Lillebjørn Nilsen.
