Idle Violets' debut single 'Fuzz' from their new EP - Ol' Evil Tides

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Recorded at First Avenue Studios and Wood Cottage Studios

Artwork by Anna Wilson http://square-pics.com/alw_illustration

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You feel this fuzz 
This twisted lie
Well is this love?
Or just a knife stuck in my gut
Come a little closer
What’s yours is mine
You’re supposed to
Put up a fight

All the preachers who gathered and ravaged us all
Were left to feed in the light of the law 
It rumbled on

You hear this fuzz
Taste the grime
And hear that buzz
It’s feeding time for the lowlifes
Come a little closer
Come meet the end
Yes sir, no sir
You’re no one’s friend

All the preachers who gathered and ravaged us all
Were left to feed in the light of the law 
It rumbled on
Exposed by you

All the preachers who gathered and ravaged us all
Turned into lecherous teachers who leeched out our soul
And all the preachers who gathered and ravaged us all
Were left to feed in the light of the law 
It rumbled on
Exposed by you

Fuzz

Idle Violets' new single 'Gunslinger' from their forthcoming EP - Ol' Evil Tides

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Recorded at First Avenue Studios and Wood Cottage Studios

Artwork by Anna Wilson http://square-pics.com/alw_illustration

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I grew up long ago
Up high, way past the sordid vapours and snow
Walked too long by myself
And since I left this place has all gone to hell

You cut me and I moved on
The roses returned themselves to dust
This new Sun it feels electric
Think I’d be better off
Oh

I see doom, ruined halls
I’ve seen the things that crawl right out of the walls
Hit ‘em hard, hit ‘em well
How long since my love fell?

You cut me and I moved on
The roses returned themselves to dust
This new Sun it feels electric
Think I’d be better off
Oh

It moved on, it moved on
The world moved on and left us holding the bomb

I’m a ghost, skin and bone
I shoot the things that crawl right out of the walls
I see far, I see long
Nowhere do I belong

Don’t even try it
Just leave by the beach door

I won’t forget what came first
Face your father
Face your thirst
You’re the only demon here
All my senses 
All my fear

It’s just cold

Gunslinger

Idle Violets' third and final track from their debut EP - Ol' Evil Tides

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Recorded at First Avenue Studios and Wood Cottage Studios

Artwork by Anna Wilson square-pics.com/alw_illustration

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Three little blind mice had their sight restored
One lit a fire in the corner and the other two roared
Then they dragged the farmer’s wife into the courtyard beyond
And told her she was lucky they didn’t do her more harm
Then they snap back, the rodents attack
They said “fuck you and get out, we own this place Jack”
The farmer didn’t listen, led to violence and loss
I can’t help but feel that this all started because

I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet the skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks
I said wait
I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet the skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks

Well in their pseudo-delight those mice they gave me a fright
No signs of future medication they started starting fights
With no debating or awaiting, just destruction and chaos
Concepts of consequentialism foregone for pleasurable pay-off's
Boy were they cool despite starting to drool
Screaming “motherfuckers get out, we had our feelings removed”
Empathy and sympathy got tossed in the trash
Certain kind of freedom seeing structures collapse

I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet he skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks
I said wait
I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet the skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks

I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet the skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks
I said wait
I broke out the crazies
Was kinda shady how catastrophe unfolded
Yet the skeleton bones did not get moved for weeks

(Break Out) The Crazies

Raw blues-rock trio with a funk groove and grunge hooks.

"Ol' Evil Tides" EP Reviews:

"It's an attitude-ridden release, with a swagger and groove that holds the attention" - NARC. Magazine

"a bottom-heavy slice of rockin'-blues which growls along with all the intent of several men on several missions, and feels like the band have frazzled it's edges with a blow-torch" - The Crack Magazine

"a swirling fuzz-fueled mini-opera" - NE Volume