Well done guys! Playlisted in the Alternative Rock here : https://no-nomusic.blogspot.com/2021/02/essential-alternative-rock-tracks-so_12.html

The Overload

Tall Poppies

Egy Metal dal egy éjszakai utazásról,egy kihalt benzinkútról,egy motelról,egy szőke lányról,és egy dalról a szívben ami mindig elkísér bárhová is mész.

EGY RÉGI ROCK N'ROLL

Out of the Races and Onto the Tracks

The Best Of The Beta Band

The Beta Band - Dry the Rain

Revolution Of Mind

Something For The Pain

Rubber Bullies / Stayin' Alive

Stayin' Alive

Serafina

Dracula Drug

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Formed in 2019, Yard Act began life when friends Ryan Needham (Bass) and James Smith (Vocals) started creating minimalist rock tracks using a primitive drum machine and borrowed bass guitar. Later drafting in George Townend on drums, and Sammy Robinson on guitars whom they met at their spiritual home The Brudenell Social Club, they played a handful of shows to a rapt reception before you-know-what intervened. No matter: ingenuity and artistry enabled them to great their debut release.

Overflowing with satirical one-liners, A side ‘Fixer Upper’ follows a cocksure fictional character, ‘Graeme’, planning some home renovations. Yard Act co-instigator Smith explains: “Graeme was inspired by an amalgamation of people who lived on my street growing up. I think everyone knows a Graeme, maybe a neighbour or an uncle… sorry if he’s your dad. Not a bad man at heart, he just sincerely believes he’s from a country and generation that achieved the apex of everything so therefore can’t ever be wrong about anything.” Drafting in Ross Orton (who’s credits include Arctic Monkeys, Working Men's Club’s, MIA, Amyl & the Sniffers) on mixing duties, it is equal parts fearsome and funny and never less than breath-taking.

On the flip side, ‘The Trapper’s Pelts’ is a satirical take on neoliberalism. James Smith explains, “It skewers elements of the American frontier into a Scarface-type narrative set against the backdrop of a mundane West Yorkshire suburb.” Produced by Bill Ryder Jones (The Coral) prior to lockdown the recording process of the track “felt like a Happy Mondays thing, keeping the drums tight and high up in the mix like a dance mix.”

Housed in a screen printed wraparound sleeve (individually printed by Ryan from the band), it’s a debut single to be treasured.

Fixer Upper

Uppers

Press Gang

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The truth was sold 
That's where the trail goes cold 
My shoulders shudder at the thought  
Of puffing my chest out as I walk home alone  
Under the arches, there’s this bloke  
With car boot full of stolen phones, knock off cologne and mink carcasses  

Near mint condition from Selfridges mate   
I see arsonists with business rates etched on the back of empty match boxes 
Police officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes 
Wondering what all the fuss is about And what I’m looking at 

But If looks could kill,   
My vacant gaze wouldn’t even pierce the skin 
I’m not lazy, ambition is just something I have no interest in 
At least when I meet my maker, I’ll embrace my mistakes 
As I descend to the bowels of hell with a shit eating grin on my face 

Dark days 
It’s a never ending cycle of abuse 
Dark days 
I have the blues and I can’t shake them loose 

I was skeptic due to how the media had depicted ya 
Though getting to know you better 
We clicked and so we stuck together 
Turning the corner of the burning cenotaph  
Those coppers clocked us  
Stopped us and shook us up and down  
With no grounds to and no due process 
They started discussing  
whether to let us off for doing nothing  
Or maybe pop us just for ‘looking like’ 
We might be hiding something 
But then the Radio buzzed in,  
‘they caught carboot man with the lot’ 
Thank fuck I bought you enough time 
Not to get shot. 

dark days 
It’s a never ending cycle of abuse 
I had the blues I can’t shake them loose 

My best ideas are borrowed, but they’re never half baked 
They’re hard to swallow, Hey! Life’s an acquired taste 
And if you wanna climb the ladder of success in this world 
Take my advice and reinvent the reel completely, believe me

Dark Days

Welcome your future. Where's My Utopia? out now

Dark Days

Yard Act

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