Post​-​Apocalypso (Album)

by Midwest Death Rattle

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Lute FP Killer alternative rock, with a dark moodiness that nicely offsets a poppy backbone.
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Josh Every detail accounted for, great sophomore release. They definitely elaborated on their "sound" more than the previous LP I thought. Clever grooves and change-ups for sure! Favorite track: Me vs. Me vs. Everyone.
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1.
You make decisions like a nervous animal... How's it working out? Just asking for a friend... (Whatever you think you can get away with) I suppose... As far as I can tell, your used to living like a villain among villains I've been patient but it makes no sense How come every excuse seems so equally useless? I know that you're trying but I'm not sure that you know what you're trying to get Give it a shape, The way you feel Give it a name Give it a mean sounding name You never needed to feel like you're in control You could use something to blame If all it takes it's all ready taken What do you have left if you can't stop feeling/being/bleeding Out of polite obligation You know you've got to Forget it give in, can you get in to the vision of it Convinced that living is just waiting for a check on a list Change what you want to change if you want change you've got to get it Arrange the system to your benefit Give it a shape, The way you feel Give it a name Give it a mean sounding name You never need it To feel like you're in control Just when a thing gets going now It's sideways before you can hold on Tacoma Narrows Expecting the worst, has never broken your fall One day they'll dig down deep enough A distant age some brand new era And know you from your mistakes Better than you could know yourself
2.
Ay Dios Mio 04:23
Oh my god! What do you get out of this? You think you can push me around? You like a moving target. You know the moral maybe; you could see the quarrel coming You won't go to the funeral but you'll dance on the grave It's not that bad, it's not that bad, really Things just happen That's the problem with possibility It's not your fault you just failed to Keep things interesting Too much control control I think it's not enough just to want it you wanted the simplest problems to solve To become obvious Oh my god! We've got a problem We mix up like an acid and base, but we're not having any fun... It's proof of concept, we believe in cause and consequence But you want big payoff you replace exchange for chaos every time It's gotten bad, you know it's gotten bad But at least it's getting Things might happen but Crisis is opportunity I'm just not convinced at all that it's in my best interest to fail So sign me up as the villain Would you, please? It almost proves that you’re an animal still But, it's not habit, you've got to have it, you’ve got a gift for control. Your body don’t know what your body don’t care to know If you’re really being honest and you’re on it, you know it’s no secret. You’re no worse off than you deserve.
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The sun fades a fresh bruise The grip of this skyline Pleading desperate excuses For wasting the light Fear of the dark Won't buy you any more time You don't know how close you are To one wrong turn to face yourself The adrenaline high water mark A frame for empty promises Impulse is impulse Is instinct is insult And while we're still lousy With amateur evil, Make your decisions Emotional habits Cling to the standard A criminal matter of pride We're piling hurts up Careless as old rags covered in motor oil It's almost certainly match stick certain we Only want what we've been promised The ghost of seventy-six six six A fraying edge above the interstate Bleached out in the distance The hangman hanging out to dry I bet you don't know how close you are To one wrong turn to face yourself The adrenaline high water mark That frames Your empty promises So much Serotonin dopamine and oxytocin... Don't you feel calm? Don't you feel happy? Don't you feel safe? if just for one moment... Don't you feel calm? Don't you feel happy? Don't you feel safe? Don't you feel calm? Don't you feel happy. Don't you feel safe. Don't you feel calm. The ghost of seventy 666 The edge above the interstate Bleached out in the distance The hangman hangin' out to dry i i i Bet you don't know how close you are To one wrong turn to face yourself The adrenaline high water mark That frames your empty promises
4.
Hot Mess 03:18
Forget what you don't like You don't need it History ain't easy Just an inconvenience You could build a bridge But you'll just talk about it everyone forgets everyone's too tired Ignore what you don't like if You don't need it History ain't easy Just an inconvenience As long as it ends Red-blood American Hetero-politic All-star arrogant Hum along From gravel voice to grave Do you need all these all these rules More than you need your beliefs? A fixed resolve You want to achieve Hum along Be somebody useful ignore what you don't like you don't need it History ain't easy Just an inconvenience As long as it ends Red-blood American Hetero-politic All-star arrogant You'll keep a score to never add it up and demand what you deserve But never recognize the rest of us for our score to settle. Now, we're all in this together Tossed from the edge Or clawing at the cliff Left of the ledge We're all in...
5.
Feral 03:25
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Villains 01:17
Do you need a villain to lead you to leave you a wake to conceal your own villainy? Shielded by evil, not greater, but certain to force it's raw ruin on the calm crystal surface, Where does this wave leave the rest of us? Two halves racing away, ripped from a common concern.
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What lesson did you learn? That keeps you treating hope like a poison. How to draw it out? The host rejects the donor heart. Such a narrow mind A nervous disposition Inspired to fight or flight By the slightest inconveniences Who needs the rules? This comes so natural Such a weapon Of wide spread ruin You see a shark And think "well, I must be a shark cause, This tanks not big enough... I am much too dangerous" And I think You may be right Half the time You treat the truth like a relic unearthed by accident an anachronism To be studied without context A dead technology Far too heavy a thing To belong to just anyone I think That It's much too delicate what would you have us do because You see a wolf And think well I must be a wolf 'cause... This cage ain't big enough I am much too dangerous" I think if anything You might be right half the time... And that's just enough to make things miserable for the rest of us Do you blame the trap or do you blame the one who's set it Or do you blame the victim who doesn't know better I bet You blame the trap if you're the one who set it and you blame the victim No one knows better I bet You make it a point of pointing out what's only obvious You've seen the plans and can plan all the answers ahead Your're teeth aren't sharp but they'll get it done Your teeth aren't sharp but they always get it done Your teeth aren't sharp but they'll get the job done You're a character You're a static one Though you march around the stage so dramatic Like an amateur Owns an accident Sophomoric denial of what's contributed To the arc; to it's genesis Does sounding fury out Make it significant? I bet it won't And you know it doesn't work The false memory of control To Keep the light from burning out Men who think they're wolves Who think they're sharks Feed them to each other We'll all be better off
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You keep some quiet truths Time seems to amplify The more nervous that you look The more nervous looks will find you You cant avoid it evade it forever Can't just be quick off the line If you don't evolve your excuses you cannot keep it going on You just aren't wired up to take direction well (Don't take direction at all) You seem to have it all worked out You don't feel responsible Always the accomplice You must have your reasons for Giving up You completely ignore All the damage you cause Forget what it costs Forget what you used to know The wires all cross The circuits keep shorting out It wouldn't be worth it If it wasn't working All your problems just Keep circling You see these systems, they hang around like insults No one wants it all to end No one wants it to be difficult All you see are problems that probably need fixing "That wound it needs a tourniquet Someone get the bandages" You just aren't wired up to take direction well (Don't take direction at all) You seem to have it all worked out Might not feel responsible but always the accomplice When you die, what will be left of your bones? For a time, what will be left but your body? And worse, what will be left of your work-week tired. Why even bother? I think. Is this what they consider a crisis of existence, or and existential something-or-other? Why do the work to employ a distance between your life and living?
11.
Are you waiting just to hatch some great hurt From hope abandoned From living so nervous, so far what's the point when, Whatever curse you claim owns your fate Stakes you claim, easy prey To a god you weren't after No, after you... How come what you want is...? How come what you want from it, Is never what you want When it's what you've got to show for it In profile in process The soft shape of profit If your so fortunate then Why do you look so nervous boy? One last nerve Like a single spark Need to find the right tinder It won't take much A caution so caustic You're sick with it Sick from it (It) Sticks to each impulse An anchor an instinct It's the dead weight sinking you Unless you abandon it You can see safety But you'll never make it to shore One last nerve Like a single spark Need to find the right tinder It won't take much History rarely shows us what we want Might be just what we deserve I swear I don't try to complain but I depend on habits My worst ones especially Such an ugly thing To be so concerned about Hurry it along When you worry all words fail default To the safest exchanges And most unnatural affectations World weary never wise to world Conditioned to be miserable etch your Scrimshaw hurt on to hardened hearts Better learn to get on with it or over yourself
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Midwest Death Rattle's long-awaited sophomore release.

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released May 21, 2016

Recorded and produced by Midwest Death Rattle. Mastered at Mystery Room by Justin Perkins. Features Mary Rodgers: Bari Sax on tracks 3 & 12, Alto Sax and Flute on track 12; Isa Carini: Tuba on tracks 3 & 12; Andrew Eshbaugh: Trumpet on tracks 1 & 8; Rachel Icenogle: Cello on track 6.

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