Everything That You Asked For

All. Hail. Rock n' roll: "Get Out" is a cry in the night, a wild ride into the darkness of the American soul. "Tom Petty died of a heart attack": Yes, everything's gotta crack, to quote Leonard Cohen, in this lyrically rich sonic landslide, with a pulsing beat that conjures the lifeblood of the club, every space that's been torn apart in the American haze---where we don't and can't look back at all we lost.

Check out the video: https://youtu.be/RmJkV7jNktg

Lyrics:
Streets are red, the market’s black
Bump stock, don’t look back
We stream while we’re young, we don’t look back
Cohen said everything’s gotta crack

I thought I heard someone shout (3x)

Streets are red, the market’s black
Bump stock, don’t look back
We dream while we’re young, we don’t look back
Tom Petty died of a heart attack

I thought I heard someone shout (3x)

Get out
Get out
Get out
Get out

Songwriters: M.I. Devine & Ru Devine
Lead Vocals and Electric Guitar: M.I. Devine
Synth, Keyboards, Electronic Beats: Ru Devine
Electric Guitar: Keith Zarriello (The Shivers)
Bass: Ari Folman-Cohen
Drums: Aynsley Powell
Engineered and mixed by Mike Kutchman
Mastered by Alex Saltz

Get Out

Kids Of Summer

The second single off of our new album "Needs Help". To order, use the links below.

Download: theverymost.bandcamp.com/album/needs-help
CD: kocliko.bandcamp.com/album/kr17-needs-help
Cassette: lostsoundtapes.bandcamp.com/album/needs-help

Her Three - Year Old Laugh Or The Time The Microphones Played In My Living Room

Lyrics:

By this you will know 
That I am The Lord
With a staff in my hands 
I will strike the water of the Nile 
And it'll be changed into
Blood 
Boils
Fire and thunderstorms
Hail and 
Locusts and 
Darkness for three days 
Signs and 
Marvels and 
Rivers turn to blood
Pestilence 
Frogs and 
Killing of the firstborn son 

Living in black and white again
I'm living in the crystal night again
Send us a package from a friend
Tell us about democracy
Do it yourself
Pray for us now
Give us the power
Nobody gets hurt 
Let me send you a lemon battery
Too cold to bear 
Put down the gun 

The Nile will teem with frogs
Up to your palace and 
Into your bedroom and 
Onto your bed 
Earthquake 
Famine
Scorch the planet with fire 
Starvation Pestilence and 
Killing of the firstborn son

Living in black and white again 
Made it to the station in Dresden
Have you ever heard of a hamburger
Joseph Buys is not my friend
Living on a lemon battery 
I'm filling up the holes with 
Fat and grease 
Writing on the chalkboard's wet and cold
Too cold to bare 
Put down the gun 

How long will you refuse 
To humble yourself 
Before me

About midnight 
I will go through Egypt 
With the staff in my hand 
I will strike 
Mark the lamb's blood 
Above your door 
Killing of the firstborn son 

Living in black and white again
Lighting all the candles for my friends
Wake up and you take off all your clothes
Look at all the naked people go
Living in black and white again
How much longer Mother 
Til the end 
Can you see the freedom
that heaven sent 
I can see the old guarding station

killing of the firstborn son

"Demons" - MAWD
Release Date: October 23rd, 2020
Independent

Co-writers: Josiah Mazzaschi & Madeleine Mathews (MAWD)
Produced/Recorded: Josiah Mazzaschi at The Cave Studios
Mastered: Anthony Puglisi

Studio Band: Tommy Paradise (drums), Kyle Bailey (violin), Aidan Scrivens (lead guitar), Josiah Mazzaschi (Bass/Guitar/Backing Vox), Carlos Jimenez (trumpet), Robert Verdugo (Trombone), Madeleine Mathews (keys, guitar, vox, backing vox)

Demons

"Belfast Bobsled duo create a laid-back hazy jangle pop atmosphere on their latest single ‘Drive’."
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"Irish duo bobsled team have swooned their way into our hearts with their latest offering, “Drive.” It’s a humble, but hooky dream-pop song, lush with jangly guitars and ethereal vocals. These two seem to thrive in this bedroom niche, but have a real knack for rhythm and melody. “Drive” evolves into a catchy chant while never losing it’s in-the-aether vibe that makes it sincere and heartfelt in the first place. We think you’ll love this one too – check it out below or add it to your Spotify playlist."
buffaBLOG

"Channelling some dreamy goodness of acts of the 90s with some soothing atmospheric production that perfectly compliment their dream-inducing vocal work and arrangements. The track is a bit of an ear-worm that slowly but surely showcases a hint of art-pop appeal, the sort of song that will help lift your spirits a bit during this pretty tough time. There’s a genuine heartfelt emotional element to “drive” that casts its spell on you and never lets go, and before you know it you’re hitting the replay button and let the music do the rest."
We All Want Someone To Shout For

"The band only released their debut single, This Pink Moon, back in July, yet have already caught the ear of BBC Introducing as well as a smattering of the best small blogs around... The track sits neatly alongside This Pink Moon’s indie-pop influenced sounds, and previous single You’re So Cool, which dialled up the slacker-rock tones to create a slice of fuzz-pop perfection. What impresses most about Bobsled Team is the way they dip their toes into a vast array of styles while still maintaining their own unique sound; even right at the beginning of their musical journey, they’re a band more than worthy of your time.."
For the Rabbits

Drive

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Lyrics

I'll choke down here I won't touch the sky 
why you wanna call it, why so blind
 
Tilt back my head until my eyes black out
you've got to sit up, speed up
cause it's over now

Can't get into it
I can't get into it
what you said to me 
I won't give into it

Your heavy palms beat down on me 
Sculpt a shape, a curiosity 

Can’t hurt yourself cause it’s over now

I wanna go until this all dies down 
Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now 
My skin is pale when we talk it out 
Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now

Out pour the words under bitter breath
I asked to breathe but they served me death
Tickle my nerves when I'm under threat
A nightmare that I won't forget 

I wanna go until this all dies down 
Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now 
My skin is pale when we talk it out 
Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now

Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now
I wanna go until this all dies down 
Can't hurt yourself cause it's over now 

What did I tell you?
I blame you 

I can’t get into it

Everything That You Asked For

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