This album is a masterp...A  BLASTERPIECE, every single song is amazing in one way ore another. And the way you manage to make some songs give off a "Villain" vibe, its just incredible. You could use the Prelude in any movie, video game, and it'd fit

i feel like this song is like a combination of the vibes of each song. they've got like a villain vibe w/ almost romantic undertones

wait, is that After Me, The Flood in the background of this part? crazy

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Blasterpiece

Purchase this album as a CD or a digital copy on the band's online store!: https://www.spgiraffestore.com/collections/music-albums/products/steam-powered-giraffe-mkiii-cd

The third studio album from San Diego's quirky group of antique automatons released in 2013. This release introduced the robot named Hatchworth to the band and new musical programming interfacing with their familiar harmonic tones for a variety of sleek, ear-pleasing catchy melodies, fresh beats, and comedic stylings. From pop music to disco, the robots will have you tapping your toes all night long. Listen with caution, though, because you might just catch Hatch Fever!

MK III

I'll Rust With You

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Sample the acoustic tracks here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ip1Jn4Jycpc&ab_channel=SteamPoweredGiraffe

Steam Powered Giraffe's 6th studio album, 1896!

A two disc album featuring a full studio album on one disc and acoustic versions of the studio tracks on the other disc!

Take a harmony-filled musical journey with the robots Zer0, The Spine, & Rabbit in this album featuring brand new songs from the band!

1896

Eat Your Heart

'Mass Trespass' is our debut EP, released on 25th July 2014 and available now on CD through our website or via iTunes, Amazon and other digital distributors! 

We recorded 'Mass Trespass' in the famous Crypt Studios in Crouch End, North London in February 2014, with BBC Radio 2 Folk Award nominee Ben Walker as producer. It's very much a statement of who we are as a band, and how we throw a wide range of musical influences into our song-pot, to make a tasty casserole of Ringlefinch!

Lyrics:
This town's in the grip of La Grippe
She comes for 'em while they sleep
And they dance to her pipes in a heap
As we all bow down to La Grippe
Yes, the town's in the grip of La Grippe
The cacophony of coughing makes you weep
You will hear it from on high to down deep
She ain't particular 'bout the company she keep
Is La Grippe

There's one name on everyone's lips
As we each try to give her the slip
Lemon, honey, fluids, plenty of sleep
But one by one, we succumb to La Grippe
She's been picking us off by the score
Now she's picking us all off the floor
And sending us to spread the news,
And the cough, and the sneeze, and the blues

La Grippe

Head pounds, dizzy, the shakes,
The fever, the misery, the aches
And the world feels like it's been greased
It's cheaper than a hangover, at least
So come, let's follow La Grippe
Like a passel of mucosal sheep
Stoning doctors with apples to keep
Them away from Madame

La Grippe

And we're sick of being sick, had our fill of being ill
Surely we've been poorly long enough... long enough...

La Grippe

(c) A Logan 2014

Ringlefinch - La Grippe

Standing in this corner.
He knows he did nothing wrong.
Teacher's a snake charmer.
Class spits venom to her song.
Doesn't matter anyway.
She didn't pay attention.
He was just a shadow on the wall that day.

He asks the peeling walls questions...
One's nobody has answers for:
"What's wrong with me?"
"What did I do this time?"

If shame could bleed, he'd wear its stains.
Like war paint down his face.
All they did was teach him how to hide,
How to cower and to survive.
Shame he was born to burn.
Not to live a quiet life.
Daddy wasn't even there.
Mommy doesn't even care.


More endless taunts.
Dried-out thoughts in his skull.
Knuckles cracked like chalk,
Another black eye for the roll.
Letters written on the whiteboard.
Spell out the names they've thrown.
Like knives stuck in his back.
And bruises carved in bone.

If shame could bleed, he'd flood the floor,
Painted in truths they can't ignore.
All they did was teach him not to feel...
And numb the wounds that'll never heal.
Daddy never gave a damn.
And mommy never even tried.
In the corner is where he stands
Never gets to live a quiet life.

Prelude

Bear Ghost

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