from Who by Fire's 2008 album "daydream, skyline crippled red" written by nick douet and joey carbo
available at: https://joeycarbo.bandcamp.com/music

Who by Fire - waste paper basket

Written by Brandon White.
Produced &Recorded by Joey Carbo
at THE HOSPITAL, baton rouge, 5/2014.
Joey Carbo- guitars, bass, vocals, 4 track
Logan Davidson- drums.

Then It Hit Me

Written and performed by Joey Carbo.
Joey- guitars, bass, vocals, samples, tapes, mouth percussion, drums
Logan Davidson- drums

"Killing I Made" Demo2 Mix2

Written by Joey Carbo. Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Jason Spring and Joey at THE HOSPITAL in Baton Rouge, 2014-2015.
Joey- guitar, vocals, analogue synth, keys
Jason Spring- drums
Anton Zolondz- violin
Ben Bell- upright bass
Nick Douet- backing vocals
Jason Marchand- electric bass
Webb Haymaker- saxophone

We're Made of Wood and Fire

I Confuse Yr Body W/ Mine

01 - I Confuse Yr Body W Mine

Written by Joey Carbo. Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Jason Spring and Joey.
Joey- guitars, vocals
Jason Spring- drums, bass

02 - Thirty Years

Written by Joey Carbo. Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Jason Spring and Joey at THE HOSPITAL in Baton Rouge, 2014-2015.
Joey- guitars, bass, vocals
Jason Spring- drums
Nick Douet- backing vocals

03 - Disciple

Written by Joey Carbo. 
Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Jason Spring and Joey at THE HOSPITAL in Baton Rouge, 2014-2015.
Joey- guitars, vocals, samples, percussion
Jason Spring- drums, bass, percussion

06 - Just Like Sheep

Written, Performed, Engineered, & Produced by Joey Carbo. 
Recorded at THE HOSPITAL in Baton Rouge.
From the forthcoming 2016 album "Modern Myths".
Joey Carbo- guitars, vocals, bass, keys, synth
Logan Davidson- drums, percussion
Nick Douet- backing vocals
Jesse Lee Mitchell- backing vocals

Call me if anything breaks. Call me a warrior, call me estranged.
Say I’m your man, say I’m a saint, but call me if anything breaks.
Poor little man, puppet on strings. 
Cursed by the savior who’s holding your chain.
Say I’m on fire, swear it’s a shame. Call me if you go astray.
Ten thousand lives in a crate -we’d watch the world suffocate. 
You’re a corpse in a line just to live one last time. 
Will you call me if I’m ever late. 
Will you call me? Call me if I’m ever late.
Will you call me? Somehow, here, we suffocate.

Somehow, Here, We Suffocate

{music &lyrics: J. Carbo} 
Joey- acoust &elect guitars, vocals, analogue synth, keyboard 
Jason Spring- drums, bass
lyrics
i got a half-sick feeling that i mighta' been just fine 
left to my own devices down in some hole of mine. 
now you keep your hands where i can see 'em 
and don't look me in the eye. 
we got to kill, rape, and be merry for tomorrow we shall die 

and we gotta hold and we gotta hold on and we gotta hold on 
oh, how we're hunted. 

now my sick was all a curtain, friends, and my reason was a mob 
and i ate all your poisoned apples, mother. they did not do the job. 
now the last thing i remember i was reaching up a dress 
for a bright and shiny needle and some rope and all the rest. 
now i cut such a handsome figure with my prescriptions and my dues 
but i must insist on soup today for i am far too sick to chew 

and we gotta hold and we gotta hold on and we gotta hold on 
oh, how we're hunted. 

she was a knife blade walking and she was seven miles of fuck you 
and i got the business end of her pussy 
while my blood soaked through a bruise. 
she told me, take me in your arms and whisper: what is this control? 
i said, if you hold a sharp stick to my neck and make my body cold 
while a stranger stares from across the room and i can barely stand. 
an hour has gone by and still he has not moved his hand. 
ain't no goddamned way we're both walking out of here 
and i'm certain if i don't die tonight ain't no way i'll live out the year 
there ain't no hope or silence in this world of whores and rats. 
he tells me, lay that boot knife on the sink and slip out of your pants. 
a sharp and senile sense is borne just behind the brain. 
i call it me, i call it up when mostly i'm in vain 

oh, when i'm in pain, when i feel that strain, when i'm all in flame. 
when i'm on a plain, when i'm sick and strained, or when i'm deranged 

and we gotta hold and we gotta hold on and we gotta hold on 
oh, how we're hunted.

Joey Carbo - Hymnal (2014) - 06 Hunted

The Storm

Blood Letter

Joey Carbo lives and works in south Louisiana and, in addition to his solo records, is known for his work with the bands WOORMS, Who by Fire, Encompass and Stalemate, and Spires. 
He also owns and operates The Hospital recording studio in Baton Rouge.

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