Force Field PR Jan. / Feb. 2019 Playlist

Pomodoro Wave invite Maraudeur, qui nous partage leurs différents univers à travers un set qui leur ressemble. Un mélange de pleins d'épices pour donner un gôut tout à fait à leur sauce.

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Pomodoro Wave (16/06/21) w/ Maraudeur

Death of Silence

LAIN PRONE Album credits:

Written by Ben Godfrey
Produced by Robert Ellis
Mixed by Josh Block
Mastered by Heba Kadry
Engineered by Seth Manchester
Guitar, Bass & Keys by Robert Ellis
Vocals & Guitar by Ben Godfrey
Guitar & Bass by Adam Nguyen
Percussion by Grant Martin
Woodwinds & Electronics by Isak Gaines
Management by Dust Reid

© Feel Bad Records, 2021 under exclusive license to Niles City Records

Mount Misery

PG 1

Written and Produced by Deep Cuts
Mixed by Steve Christensen 
Mastered by Joe Lambert

Lyrics:

Will you take me back
After all I’ve done
After all this shit is through
After all I’ve done to you

Will you take me back
Once I wash it off
Once I learn the lesson well
And you forget the way you felt

I know I fucked up (x3)
I know

Will you take me back
When my will returns
When these trembling hands are still
Where’s my coffee and Advil

Will you take me back
Like you did before
All the ways I made you cry
I cut your hair, I hurt your pride

I know I fucked up (x3)
But will you let me back inside

Will you take me back
Unconditional
Like the time I broke your phone
Child screaming from his throne

Will you take me back
I’d do anything
It shouldn’t have to end like this
Just think of all the things you’ll miss

I know I fucked up (x3)
I know, you're right
But will you let me back inside
Will you take me back?

Take Me Back

Comatose Come Christmas

SSFB #19 at Red Light Radio w/ Mark Knekelhuis

Out My Life

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Lyrics:

The bust got busted on the floor 
Ludwig's looking a little sore 
With his good eye saying something 
Like "You're not twenty anymore" 
The whole downstairs reeks of booze 
The front doorknob's coming loose 
You mighta thought you were getting better 
Here you are, what's your excuse? 

The way the house looks 
You might think we were renovating 
All of these parties 
What are we celebrating? 

She took off sometime after 2 
With a dude less drunk than you 
there's a stranger on the love seat 
With the strangest looking bruise 
A trail of glass leads down the hall 
An epithet scratched on the wall 
The window's broken from the inside 
But here you are, who will you call? 

The way the house looks 
You might think we were renovating 
All of these parties 
What are we celebrating? 

The way the place looks 
You’re not sure who lives here lately 
All of these bodies 
What are we celebrating 

The trail leads out into the yard 
You step on a couple of shards 
You don’t mind because it wakes you up 
Helps you back into the start 
Of a day rising anew 
Cheers to the radical you 
The one who almost lived through yesterday 
The day before yesterday too 

You wonder if you might be cursed 
With a perpetual thirst 
One that dries you up and wears you out 
maybe that’s what you deserve 
Step over some people you know 
And others you’ve seen out at shows 
You think of thirty years from now 
How it all comes to a close

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

SLIP OFF IN THE DARK (EP)

release date: Friday, July 13th 2018 via Feel Bad Records

written & recorded by Deep Cuts
mixed by Steve Christensen
mastered by Joe Lambert

Slip Off In The Dark

What Are We Celebrating

"Mirror" is the title track from our debut LP to be released February 1, 2019.  
Preorder the record on 2xLP Double Vinyl at balms.bandcamp.com

Balms are Jared Padovani, Michael Ascunsion, and John Kolesnikow • Written by Balms • Recorded by Jack Shirley at The Atomic Garden, East Palo Alto, CA • Mixed by Justin Gerrish at Hook & Fade Studios, Brooklyn, NY • Mastered by Justin Weiss at Trakworx, San Francisco, CA • Art by John Kolesnikow

Mirror

━━━━━━━━☆ʙʀᴜɪsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴛɪɴ☆━━━━━━━━
here we are 
here we go 
can we do this
i'm not sure

bruises and satin 
and spiderwebs to catch him

you make me feel like i'd be happy if i tried
you make me want to put some effort in my life 

too much of my time
too much of my life
writing songs for people
while the stars fall from the sky
i hate it when i cry 
you said you didn't mind
you hold me and i fight back 
all the tears that fill my eyes

i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry 
that i 
i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry 
started crying 
started crying 
started crying 

[bruises and satin
and spiderwebs to catch him]

you make me feel like i'd be happy if i tried
you make me want to put some effort in my life

i'm so sorry 
i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry 
that i 
i'm so sorry 
i'm so sorry
i'm so sorry

bruises and satin

━━━━━━━━☆ɢʟᴏʀɪᴏᴜs ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ☆━━━━━━━━
by this time next year
you'll be wanting to forget about me
can i make this clear
you know nothing, nothing about me

i always jump the gun
at least i'm having fun
i always jump the gun

you lay your head 
on my chest and
you hear the things
i haven't said yet
you cleaned my scars
and touched my stitches
tear me apart
that's what my wish is

i still regret the way i kissed you
addicted to the thought of rescue
but i was just, a flightless dove
a vision of, my tortured virtue

[i am a glorious disaster
poison, your heart is beating faster]

i wanna hear 
all the things that you're thinking about me
you told me dear
 you don't know what to do now without me

i always jump the gun
at least i'm havin fun
i always jump the gun 

you love me cause you wanna fix me
your labyrinth, your greatest mystery
it's written in my family history
please sign right here to indicate you're missing me

[i am a glorious disaster
poison, your heart is beating faster]

glorious disaster

━━━━━━━━☆ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴛ☆━━━━━━━━
if you saw the way 
i tried to save myself so i could swim
if i had a guess its probably best 
if you dont let me in

i'm so tired of the people 
who just tell me to relax
if i had to guess its probably best
for you to check the facts

and if you know it can be hard to forget
it's been three years and i still haven't slept

[forget me
forget me not
you left me 
you left me to rot
forget me 
forget me not yet]

i wish that i could flip a switch
or take a pill to make it better
you say that it can't rain forever
but i'm fucking tired of this weather

one of these days they say
that i will wake up
this is just a phase
if i could guess you're just upset
you can't have everything your way

and if you know it can be hard to forget
it's been three years and i still haven't slept

[forget me
forget me not
you left me 
you left me to rot
forget me 
forget me not yet]

i don't think i'll ever learn my lesson
you ignore the facts 
so i'm still second guessing

forget me not

━━━━━━━━☆ᴅᴀʏ ʙʏ ᴅᴀʏ/ʙᴏx ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀᴅs☆━━━━━━━━
i stole a pocketwatch 
from the last place 
that i saw your face
i stole a box of cards
from that corner store 
where we used to say

i'm tired of this rundown
i feel like everything
just starts to feel the same

[day by day]

i freeze up when you talk
and i don't know what i should say
i tried to impress you 
and that's the price i have to pay

i'm tired of this rundown
i feel like everything
just starts to feel the same

[day by day
it's never gunna change]

day by day/box of cards

Belaver - "Driver" 
Written by Ben Godfrey
Produced by Robert Ellis & Kelly Doyle
Mixed by Steve Christensen

Belaver is a singer, songwriter and musician in New York City.

Drawing influences from icons Neil Young and David Bowie as well as alt-country stars like Bill Callahan and Townes Van Zandt, Belaver creates melancholic pop music with elements of goth, folk, lo-fi, indie rock, and electronic music.

Belave (buh-lay-ve) means 'to wash all over' or 'to refresh, strengthen oneself, rest' --
Belaver (bell-ah-ver) is 'one who washes over' or 'one who is refreshing in rest.'

Driver

Dea Barandana is an artist we are thrilled to see make the step from his local scene towards the international circuit. Originally from Jakarta, where he started out mixing records for a local breakdance crew, he was eventually throwing warehouse parties before ending up one island further, on Bali, where he’s a familiar face at Potato Head Beach Club and Studio Eksotika.

This mix he did for us lays out his talent for weaving together unfound rarities from then and now, connecting dots between different musical tropes of the Asian diaspora. The result is a meandering journey across forgotten recordstores and dusty crates, reminiscent of island life and the smell of kretek, to modern club music and back. 

Starting off like a warm breeze, the mix quickly gears up to grooving disco and bright Asian synthpop. Further down the 100-minute trip, the journey spirals from its effervescent moods down into darker, more spiritual affairs, with compelling percussion and sturdier basslines — just before locking down with laidback, dreamlike endnote to seal it off.

Dekmantel Selectors Podcast

Selectors Podcast 023 - Dea Barandana

mgmt: dustin@redhot.org

Drawing influences from icons Neil Young and David Bowie as well as alt-country stars like Bill Callahan and Townes Van Zandt, Belaver creates melancholic pop music with elements of goth, folk, lo-fi, indie rock, and electronic music.

Belave (buh-lay-ve) means 'to wash all over' or 'to refresh, strengthen oneself, rest' --
Belaver (bell-ah-ver) is 'one who washes over' or 'one who is refreshing in rest.'

Driver

Belaver

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