Lyrics:

Sound ovation
A death-knell to yesterday's hopes
Better wait for the weight of the world
It's ours

You were the patron saint of pretension
In the emperor's new clothes
And you'd better wait, wait for the weight of the world
You'd better call it home

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Become electrified
How'd we get this high?
Hey, how? How?

Sweet attrition
A white flag for enemies' hopes
Couldn't wait for the weight of the world
You're mine

Icarus, snared by your own glass ceiling
Saved from your own wings
And brick upon brick upon brick upon brick
You built the mausoleum

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Become electrified
How'd we get this high?
Hey, how? How?
Become electrified
How'd we get this high?
Hey, how? How?

Become electrified
How'd we get this high?
Hey, how? How?
Become electrified
How'd we get this high?
Hey, how? How?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

© Stevens & Stevens 2013, all rights reserved.
All lyrics by A J Stevens. All music by A J Stevens and N P E Stevens

Naked

Lyrics:

If these reprobates want blood, I'm happy
I'm happy to oblige
We tell these secrets 'cause I know these things
Yes, I know these things
I know

If I don't come back alive
Bury me, marry me
In formaldehyde
Then bury me, marry me

And if they want more, I'm happy
I'm happy to let them drip me dry
We know these secrets but they tell themselves
Yes, they tell themselves
Pray, tell

If I don't come back alive
Bury me, marry me
In formaldehyde
Then bury me, marry me

If I don't come back alive
Bury me, marry me
In formaldehyde
Then bury me, marry me

If I don't come back alive
Bury me, marry me

© Stevens & Stevens 2013, all rights reserved.
All lyrics by A J Stevens. All music by A J Stevens and N P E Stevens.

Reprobates

Lyrics:

I heard made of wax
Brought her to an end at last
For the ages they'll say
They know what put her in her grave
I heard, made of wax
Brought her to an end at last

It bursts, such a sound
Ringing out as she fell to the ground
For the ages, they'll know
The love that she was never shown
I heard, made of wax
Brought her to an end at last
For the ages, they'll know
The love that she was never shown

You chew me up
Swallow me down
I'll make you sick to the stomach
Spit me out

© Stevens & Stevens 2014, all rights reserved.
All lyrics by A J Stevens. All music by A J Stevens and N P E Stevens.

The Asphalt World

XXXI

Recorded as a tribute to the late, great Prince.

Photo by Natasha's father, Viliam Hrubovcak.

Sign 'O' The Times

Recorded at what we thought would be our last show together, following the Home Office's threat to deport Natasha. We are still waiting for a court appeal date. "Tried to control my behaviour, I tried so hard - so hard to believe you, but now I live only to fuck you in the asshole, Theresa May!", indeed.

Chinese Arithmetic (live, feat. Blacktron One)

Taken from You The Living's forthcoming album, "HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT", "GASOLINE" is as unforgiving and brutal as the UK Home Office policy that bears the same name - the same policy that has mired Aidan James and Natasha Stevens through half a decade of Hell.

YTL's signature melodrama, monolithic heaviness, and glacial, ghostly atmospherics are all present and accounted for, they've taken the stylistic quantum leap of 2018's "Reaper" to whole new dimensions of sonic maximalism. Taking cues from the bombast of Killer Mike and Kanye West, the expanse of Sigur Ros and Cocteau Twins, and the pummeling onslaught of Torche and Rammstein, You The Living forge their diverse inspirations into a cohesive vision and - a rarity in 2019 - a truly unique sound. It's amazing what a little PTSD can do sometimes.

LYRICS:

An accident
An incident
A trial by the nameless
An execution time again
Post-human and painless
An immolation
Shattering our hopes to shards
All the dying and dead stars

Straight to the end
Back to the start
Pull it all together
Smash it all apart
In acid rain and gasoline
The fever-dream breakdown
Now dig a little deeper down

A cell for you and I
A life not lived survived
Awake at night
Longing for a world outside preserved in ice
And love is our crime

Back to the start
Smash it apart
In acid rain
In gasoline
Dig a little deeper down

All lyrics and music by Aidan James Stevens. Artwork by Natasha Stevens

GASOLINE

The debut album, XXXI - out now on Obscure Alternatives Music. Available on all good digital download and streaming services. Get it here:

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/xxxi/id1037611276
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/1t0owqtqxdBW10qgp899qe
Juno (lossless): http://www.junodownload.com/products/you-the-living-xxxi/2884756-02/

Contact us: youthelivingmusic[at]gmail[dot]com

See You The Living live:
AUG 10 2019: LONDON - The George Tavern, E1 0LA

"With their whispered vocals and intense, ice cold slabs of guitar in the background, this is a band creating something very, very special." - John Robb, Louder Than War

"We suspect their scientifically arranged wares won't be a secret for long." - Dom Gourlay, Drowned In Sound

"A dark intriguing sentimentality; masterfully seductive" - Richard Rose, R*E*P*E*A*T Fanzine

"Ghostly, gothic, industrial, haunted" - Bill Cummings, God Is In The TV

"A cinematic slice of other-worldliness" - Michael Johnson, Nemesis

You The Living are:
Aidan James Stevens - vocals, guitar, synth, programming, percussion
Natasha Stevens - vocals, synth, samples, programming, percussion

A cavernous wash of pitch-shifted guitar, icy synths and ghostly, half-whispered boy-girl harmonies collide with clanking, distorted 808 beats and sonic battering rams of fuzz. Rather than being a contrast of sonic beauty and ugliness, You The Living bring them together in blissfully cacophonous harmony.

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