Baba Yaga

Alvin and the Chipmunks play Blondie on a 16 speed turntable

Call Me

Get It All

released September 19th 2015 

All lyrics and music by Lucas MacKenzie 

Guitar + Vocals = Lucas MacKenzie 
Bass + Vocals = Mark Sanders 
Drums = Aaron Hernandez 

Produced by New Teeth and Dan Reid. 

Recorded in Newcastle in Dan's Reid's basement by Dan Reid. 

Mixed and Mastered by Dan Reid. 

Thank you to everyone who has supported us along the way. 

Copyright © Lucas MacKenzie 2015 All Rights Reserved.

Tidal Waves

Straight from the very front of our front pieces, here's our new single Dr. Said

Featuring Tasker Hull on lead vocals, drums, guitars
Kaleb Shelton on backing vocals, guitar, greenwood-noise
& Mark Sanders on Bass

Mixed by Tasker Hull, Kaleb Shelton and Miro Kuratczyk

Released July 15th, 2017

#weloveyouall
#thatswhatdoctorssay

Dr Said

A collaboration with Arturo Brisindi aka Hard Science from back in 2010. I wrote the song years before that as a naive 20 year old who wanted to be famous and simultaneously dissappear in a cloud of smoke - Hard Science gave the song new life and a new home in a pulsating electronic landscape where now it run wild with all the other songs that were 'Almost Lost'

Lyrics below:

Notorious 

I could be a burning bush
So soak me in your gasoline
Give me your petroleum
With which I might ignite this scene.

Give me something synthesized
So I can give you something real
I want to fill the record books
With my trash talking sex appeal.

I am just the messenger
So put away your smoking guns
The message has now just begun
Just listen to the transmission

Buzzing through the atmosphere
I hope you all are hypnotized
Cause I’m about to make a sound
As long as both my lungs comply.

I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!

I love to dance the No-Wave Strut
I love to flail, convulse and know
That there’s no better place to be
Than any place I want to go.

I want to see your naughty bits
I want to know the taste of it
I’d touch you but you’d throw a fit
Cause kids these days are full of shit.

But I am just the messenger
My words do not belong to me
And life is dull and meaningless
Until you fake a pregnancy.

I’m as young as I can be
But twisting in my aging shell
And I’ll twist until I go to hell
Or the worms have had their way with me.

I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!
I WANT TO BE NOTORIOUS!!!

© 2017 Lucas MacKenzie All Rights Reserved

Notorious (Hard Science Mix)

Another collaboration with the formidable @hard_science aka Arturo Brisindi from Ottawa from sessions we did back in 2010. Arturo aced the production again, and set a great backdrop for another tale of youthful woe.  The lyrics for this song came to me after seeing a version of King Lear w Ian Holme, and I got really interested in the Celtic and Arthurian mythology to do with Fisher Kings. The idea is that there is a supernatural or otherworldly bond between the monarch and the land they rule, and as the monarch's wellbeing decays so does the land. The Fissured Fisher King loosely brings this concept to my suburban upbringing coupled with the tumultuousness of relationships in my late teens and early twenties. 

Lyrics below:

The Fissured Fisher King

I am nothing but a broken, fissured fisher king
And as I slowly start to fade away
The land starts dying.

I had the comfort of a reason
A reason to suffer but a reason to breathe
A reason to bear all the crosses of people who are choking to death on the factory’s steam.

There was a time, when this whole town was mine
When I made it rain, told the sun when to shine
Or at least that’s my line.

For she was responsible for many more sunny days than me
And I wish that I knew where she meant when she said that 
She had to go “far away from here.”

So here I am alone
I’ll waste away on a throne that is my own
I’ll wait for desperate pregnancies to take away the hope in me
Cause even little babies bleed
When they’re suckled on a milk machine
I’ll wait for angry fathers who will use me as their fodder 
To save their crumbling homes
I guess I should have known
That noone likes a martyr
Till they’re gone. 

Its uncomfortable at best up on this cross
But I can see for miles, and I can see the things we lost.
Junkyards, and graveyards and landfills become the last bastion
Of who we were, and who we should have been.

“Don’t get caught up in the past, because nothing will last,”
Is what she said to me, the day that she ran away
Couldn’t bring herself to stay.

Everything’s been crumbling since she left
Where there was hope in the trees, we’re now bored and bereft.
Eleven year olds are getting more vicious each time I turn around
And as houses compile upon houses I can see that we will all soon be from the same town.

Maybe that’s when I‘ll see her again
Cause even a fleet-footed girl can’t run faster than progress
Maybe then she’ll tell me all about the places she has been
Tell me about where the pavement ends, pretty girl.

Until then I am alone
I’ll waste away on a throne that is my own
I’ll wait for desperate pregnancies to take away the hope in me
Cause even little babies bleed
When they’re suckled on a milk machine
I’ll wait for angry fathers who will use me as their fodder 
To save their crumbling homes
I guess I should have known
That noone likes a martyr
Till they’re gone. 

© 2017 Lucas MacKenzie All Rights Reserved

The Fissured Fisher King

The Fissured Fisher King (Hard Science Mix)

I recorded this song back in 2012 in Ottawa under the name 'Marxist Cowboy' with the help of Casey Beaulieu @caseybeaulieumusic (bass and recording tech), Erik Royle (cello) and Pat Spencer @bungalow-vansion (drums) and then mixed in 2013 by Mike Smith of @monsterfever. Was going for a Nirvana meets the more maudlin side of the Black Keys vibe. Lyrics below:

Squalor Kids

I've been taking all the pills 
you left behind
I'll be swallowing them still
when you arrive
back from journey's to yourself
what did you find?
Something good, or someone else
behind your eyes?

I've been chewing on my tongue
'til I draw blood
I've been drinking from the puddles
left in the mud
and I've got blisters on my hands
from wringing them
and I've got scars in all my songs
from singing them

Truly I know I should never have come
Cuz you're gonna cut me in two
gonna rip me a new one.

© 2017 Lucas MacKenzie All Rights Reserved

Almost Lost

Squalor Kids (Marxist Cowboy Version)

Another track from the Marxist Cowboy days - with Erik Royle on Bass and Pat Spencer on drums. Recorded by Casey Beaulieu and mixed by Mike Smith.

1848 (Single Version)

I hope against hope that I'll cope, and that you don't think I'm hopeless.

Guitar/bass/keys/vox - Lucas MacKenzie
Drum programming - The Friendship of Mike and Lucas
Production/Mixing - Mike Smith

words and music by Lucas MacKenzie

Hopeless

Sitting here grinding the gears
I’ve been killin’ time for nearly twenty years
but every time an exit sign appears
I get the fever, Im no believer

But baby I hope that you don’t think
I’m hopeless.

Lonely in the midst of my peers
I’ve been talking shit for nearly twenty years
But every time that the coast is clear
I get the fever, I’m no believer

But baby I hope that you don’t think I’m hopeless
And if I am well, i just hope you don’t notice

But I’m still frightened of satellites
and bottomless pits
I can’t seem to stay motionless
and I hope against hope that I’ll cope
and that you don’t think I’m hopeless.

Swinging like a door off its hinge
Nothing has to end if nothing ever begins
I might get to heaven if I confess my sins
But in purgatory, we’re always sorry

But baby I hope that you don’t think I’m hopeless

But I’m still frightened of satellites
and bottomless pits
I can’t seem to stay motionless
and I hope against hope that I’ll cope
and that you don’t think I’m hopeless.

© 2017 Lucas MacKenzie All Rights Reserved

Hopeless

Glam punk dance rock from Toronto.

New Teeth has always been a rock and roll dance band. Formed in Ottawa in 2007, they had a great run until they suffered a simultaneous collective amnesia in 2012 and forgot they were a band. Their memories returned to them in 2014, and since then the band has reformed in Toronto and returned with new songs, a new line up, new shows, and more swagger than ever. 

The 4 track "New Teeth EP" can be streamed/purchased on bandcamp at newteethband.bandcamp.com, on which you can expect them to "play feisty, gutsy, swooning, tap dancing rock music" (grayowlpoint.com, Jan '15).

Tidal Waves

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