From my 2008 EP under the name, Dead in Four - "All the Gold in Your Fort Knox". Remixed by Jack Pelletier.

Airbags

A cover of Ben Folds Five's "Brick". A song I've loved for many years and always thought would also do well as a punk tune.

Brick (Ben Folds Five cover)

Music written by my good friend, Geoffrey Bickford and I. Lyrics by me.

Four Seashells

COVID-19 inspired parody of Blink 182's "What's My Age Again?"
Lyrics: Kim McCarthy
Music and Vocals: Mark Oslord

I've been logged on, since last Friday Night 
I work from home cause folks aren’t feeling right
The dog is barking loud
And I’m not wearing pants
And someone’s blasting the TV

And that’s about the time that my boss muted me
Nobody likes working in quarantine 
And I can’t hear over the TV Shows
What the hell is Tiger King?
My boss says he can’t see my screen
Try the link again
Can we Zoom again?
 
Then later on, when I was alone
I called back in from my cell phone
I said my modem stopped
My internet has failed
I’ll have to call Xfinity

And that's about the time my boss hung up on me
Nobody likes it working remotely
And I’m so busy with these conference calls
What the hell’s the call ID?
IT says check the user page
Hit unmute again
Can we Zoom again?

And that's about the time I lost my sanity
Nobody likes working in quarantine 
God what time is it, I need a beer
How can it be only 3:00?
My laptop has me in a rage
Restart it again

That's about the time the call broke up on me
It’s hard to take this all so seriously
The teacher’s calling my kid needs the line
Wow, screw you Covid 19
I hope that they cure this disease
Can’t do this again
Try the link again
Can we Zoom again?

COVID Parodies

May 29 2020

Can We Zoom Again? (Blink 182 Parody)

Newest single under my solor moniker, Dead in Four. Kind of a heavy tune, but the Covid got me thinking...

Until We're Too Old

Recorded as a means to deal with all the feelings and frustrastions caused by 2020, the year of COVID19. And it's not even over yet :)
Regardless, i've been aching to get back to the melodic but aggressive punk sound I grew up on. So hear you go!

All songs written, performed, recorded, mixed and produced by Mark Oslord

Media Shower

Pantera Bread

Addendum

Heyday

Trouble Negative

Are We Heathens?

Beach Combover

Basement Boy

You found your place in line
I could not find a foot step 
Left, right, this course is not mine
Trying to find some reason
My past became my future 
My past, it radiates 
Pressure from some loving humans
Pressure that eradicates my soul

Lights out, i'm leaving
Like I didn't have a choice in all this?

Walk in rows, the graveyard, it only knows those names we wrote in stone
The viable, candidates for a future now will never know
The information, once important, now complacent 
We will only find real value on our own

That's not to say
Another being cannot 
Open our eyes
Shut so long ago, let's open up
Forever changing our minds
Like a revolving disguise 
The truth is not a feeling, but being
LYRICS:
Just named the enemy in my head
I called him Rodger, enough said
A fleeting thought, less than I ought 
To pay attention to, but
I'm too young to give up on
The only thing that makes my blood run
Think about all those out there
The sad, the poor, the unaware

I, made a call some years ago, tried to share some hopeful news
I was met with threats of home expulsion
I, thought what could I have done, to deserve this harsh response?
Always thought I was the good kid

I got nothing new to say It's all out in the world now
It's better living without a hole in your (hole in your) head
There's no living fast when the road ahead is soaked in your blood
I'm angry at everything I cannot break, cannot bend

Slipping on back to what I know
Too steep to climb, nowhere to go
All false equivalency
Don't let your heart go

Don't cover your own eyes
Life can be a lonely stage
Step up, say your lines, don't be afraid
It just doesn't matter
It never did

Walk in rows, the graveyard, it only knows those names we wrote in stone
The viable, candidates for a future now will never know
The information, once important, now complacent 
We will only find out if our hope isn't shaken
Real value comes from knowing all that's important 
The little things you find out on your own

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