Very Cool 15

Choices of the Grasshopper October 2021

October 2021

https://fortherabbits.net/2021/10/15/five-things-we-liked-this-week-15-10-21/

Five Things We Liked This Week - 15/10/2021

October 2021 - best new alternative, punk and indie tracks

I Dreamed When I Was Young

Coco

Anybody's Guess

The songs on Things That I Confuse pretty much wrote themselves in a frenzy. Still, they sound more Spunsugar than ever. It's still as timeless and nostalgic as it is fresh. The four songs consist of two more poplike tracks and two that have kept the more noisy aggressive sound that has become a staple of the band. Now there's an added layer of an icy lo-fi feel. References to giallo films and Japanese movie monsters work to tell stories of close relationships, trauma and regret that keeps one up at night. Every second is though trough, there's no unnecessary fluff. Every note serves a purpose on this EP.

Spunsugar - Things That I Confuse

Spunsugar - Pink and Red

Spunsugar - Hatchet

Airborne Panic Attack

It's All Really Kind of Amazing

Lyrics:

Said you were going for some air
Said you were going for some air
You said you’d be right back
What were you trying to smoke a nine mile long cigarette?
I couldn’t sleep, I swore that you’d come home
Starting to think that the last time that I saw you
I was really talking to a ghost	          
Lint of a masterpiece in your black eyes there’s a fleck of white

Feels like I’m breathing too much air
It’s a poor mans high
If you weren’t so busy dying for a living
If you weren’t so busy trying to scare me away
You could’ve really been something great
Lint of a masterpiece in your black eyes there’s a fleck of light

Feels like I’m headed for clouds that won’t catch my fall
Oh the world won’t stop when you start to unravel
Used to sit on the water’s opposite side
Staring, imagining what it’d be like          			
Where we’re speeding, slapping the road, blue smoke pours out from your ride
Lint of a masterpiece in your black eyes there’s a fleck of white

I gotta get out of here
I  gotta get out of here!

Lint of a Masterpiece

Feel Good

mr. dynamite ⭐️

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Stream

Cherry Wine - grentperez

The Places You Go

Sometimes Earth is hard. “Rocket To The Moon” is a spacey fantasy about escaping gravity for a more harmonious existence on the moon.

Written and Produced by Phil Danyew
Drums by: Dan Bailey
Mixed by: Carlos de la Garza
Mastered by: Dave Cooley at Elysian Masters

Rocket To The Moon (lyrics)

Rolling down the window
I can hear the echo
If I’m sleeping in the planetarium  
I don’t mind

Surfing on a rainbow
Hitchhike through the cosmos 
If I’m eating breakfast on a satellite
I’m alright

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

Psychedelic aliens
Cosmic color best friends
They want to crown you ruler of the universe 
And beyond

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

They think I’m a dreaming fool
I don’t really see it though
Or maybe I don’t wanna face it… and
Admit that I’d rather be
In alternate reality
Escaping the gravity maybe
On a rocket to the moon
Rocket to the moon

Why would I wanna stay awake
I could be traveling in space
I still got an empty seat baby
On my rocket to the moon

Rocket To The Moon

white summer

As (exclusively) featured on the vinyl release of the new EP 'Scirocco'.

Listen / stream Scirocco: kraaksmaak.lnk.to/Scirocco
Pre-order ltd 12'' vinyl: kraaksmaak.bandcamp.com/album/scirocco

Downloads

Balzac (Scirocco vinyl only)

A House in Provence

Spit Of You

Order/listen to "A Beginner's Mind" here: 
https://sufjanangelo.ffm.to/a-beginners-mind

Sufjan Stevens & Angelo De Augustine - Back To Oz

Closure

Lyrics:
I fucked around and missed my exit
Ended up showing up at your old house
The one you always said you hated
Out in the driveway think I scared your neighbors
Holding your face in my hands, trying so hard just to feel it 
Said Baby we don’t make sense, if this is the end so be it 

I hate to think about reunions
Bumping into you somewhere unexpected
It’d probably be somewhere downtown
At a show where we’ll both be drinking
I’ll be bout 25, doesn’t feel that much older
Crazy how time just flies, scary how we both got colder 

And I don’t miss you at all
Thought I’d go crazy by the fall if you weren’t here 
So I got a tattoo, burned up on the freeway
My mom told me I seem happier these days
Your name’s getting sour, it wasn’t supposed to 
Always such a sweetheart till someone adores you
I hope she was worth it, you’ll get married someday 
If she never sees through all the pictures and bullshit 
You don’t get the details, like you could deserve it
If I said I was falling then I didn’t mean it
I hope she was worth it, you’ll get married someday 
If she never sees through all the pictures and bullshit 
You don’t get the details, like you could deserve it
If I said I was falling then I didn’t mean it 

And when I turn 25 don’t wonder why I haven’t called yet
Said I’d come back and find you, don’t know if I’d recognize you now

10/12/2021

All songs written and produced by GARGALO

Recorded at Fish Factory 2020 (London, UK) and El Arbol Studios (Spain).

Mixed by Eduardo De La Paz

Mastering by Pete Maher

Out Of Sync

<3 <3 <3

fall in love
there's a part of me that only you can see into
just enough
to show me there's an open door
there's something more

this won't ever last
but the feeling in my bones makes me forget it all
this heart is made of glass but it's hard to care it all
cause we're falling apart

fall in love
there's a part of me that only you can see into
just enough
to show me there's an open door
there's something more

all that I believe
is the light you showed to me
but you took it away
gotta make you see
so i'll find a way to say
that I want you to stay

fall in love
there's a part of me that only you can see into
just enough
to show me there's an open door
there's something more
for me and you to see (cause we're falling apart)

Glass_demo

Taken from the forthcoming album of the same name, out 21/01/22. Pre-order limited edition LP, CD here: https://orcd.co/archivematerial

Archive Material

Silverbacks - Archive Material

The Jazz Butcher – Time

My hair’s all wrong. My time ain’t long.
Fishy go to heaven, get along, get along.

I’m having too much fun to get anything done.
Leave me be. I’m not hurting anyone.
I took a long weekend in the psychedelic shack
And when you cross that bridge you ain’t never coming back.
I‘ve got scars and stripes and burns,
I‘ve got the law of diminishing returns.
I‘ve got a one-way ticket to a pit of Council lime
I’ve barely got a minute till I’m in it
But for you I’ve got time.
A little bit of time.

Luminous. Leguminous. Salubrious. Lugubrious.

Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
You don’t need me to tell you what it’s all about.
Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
Oh, baby!

A small boy who just watched his cousin being shot
Is being pushed down a mine coz we’ve got to have the lithium.
Forced labour, privatised jails.
Yeah – and all that that entails.
Tik tok. Never mind. You’re gonna live forever.
Yeah – in a razor wire dormitory,
Working on the long shift, doing what you’re told to,
Doing what you’re told to, 
Doing what we used to call time.
(It’s murder.)

Respectable. Bespectacled. Electable. Detestable.

Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
You don’t need me to tell you what it’s all about.
Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
Oh, baby!

I’ve overdone the underside and now I am undone.
There’s no one here to see, though, cos I don’t see anyone.
And if I hadn’t told you that, you never would have known,
Unless I told you secretly when we were all alone.
Things are running slow. Things are running low.
You can have one more but then we gotta go.
One more before the bottle. One more before the mast.
One more shot for Davy Jones, better make it fast.

Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
You don’t need me to tell you what it’s all about.
Time’s running out. The money’s running out.
Oh, baby!

The Jazz Butcher – Time

Grow

Blue Sky / Grey Heaven

False Positive

Out now via @of-leisure
lnk.to/JGDaydreaming

Credits:
Written by Jack Grace
Produced by Jack Grace and Hamish Mitchell
Mastered by Simon Lam