Backsliders, apostates, and heretics
Freedom fighters, rebel rousers, and lunatics
Well come one, come all
Our little tribe it ain’t quite formed
We’re rounding up some compatriots to
To storm the Congressional floor
There’s no reprieve from the freedom
That they sell by the pound or more
Live streaming, closed-captioned
Pre-packaged, and homogenized
Well tune in, set the volume
And consume ‘til your head distends
Keep acquiring, keep amassing
Keep building your personal monuments
Tell me how much
Do you have in your war chest?
Is it enough to
Finance your lack of conscience?
Well, backsliders, apostates, and heretics
Freedom fighters, outliers, and lunatics
Come one, come all
Come one, come all
Sanguine sounds for uncertain times. Tricky beats to make your toes tap in unusual ways. A barrage of melodies and swirling sounds to keep your heartstrings taut. Chumps
Tom Broucksou's piccolo bass lines are meatier than a 50lb brisket. Ryan Richardson's voice soars. Jason Crawford pummels you into complete submission. Get some Gung! Chumps
"Singer of this group is one of the guitar players in the equally-brilliant band Bells≥. Here he spits and swaggers over a bed of vintage-sounding street punk bruisers." - Robert Ham Chumps
Another politically charged punk EP in 2016? Yeah. This could've been horrible, but instead it manages to be great. It seems that J. Robbins can always manage to get amazing musicians together to create great music with him. The female vocals are sick too. Feels like early pixies. needsmorerage