Tagged: music

St George’s Day

Happy St. George’s
Day. Now please fuck off with your
Jingoism. Pricks.

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Miracles

You’d be hard pushed to find a shitter band than Insane Clown Posse. Their particular brand of offensive sub-par misogynistic rap-core seems to attract retarded fans by the score, who dress up as clowns and assert that “nobody understands them”.

“Jugglos”, they call themselves. Well, we do actually understand you. I know it seems weird, but we understand really well, you see, we just think you’re all massive twats.

Anyway, today I was feeling a little creative, so I took an ICP song (well, I say “song”, I don’t really know what it should be called), “Miracles”, and transformed it from a crappy rap-core song into a traditional folk dirge. I tried to make it moving and epic, but as I was pushed for time it’s a little rough around the edges. Still, the people who’ve heard it seem to think it’s good, and have suggested I make some more.

What do you guys think?

Vote TRESPASSER for a brighter tomorrow

Hi guys, if you want to do me a massive favour, you can go to this page: https://www.facebook.com/events/799878436736951/permalink/803512653040196/?qa_ref=qd and vote for TRESPASSER in the poll a little way down.

If we win the vote we get an automatical slot at Eradication Death / Black Metal festival.

The joke is that we’re not death metal or black metal…. we’re aggressive hardcore. But I reckon we can blow the whole lot of them away.

Anyone who votes will get shoutouts on the day.

Cover of the day

So I worked out how to play Stitches by Much the Same today. It’s a great song – the original is melodic hardcore, but of course it gets the acoustic treatment here. Probably still needs a bit of work before it’s street ready, but here you go. It’s about being trapped in a broken relationship… something we’ve probably all been through at some point.

Lyrics:

A violent scream is better than
The whisper of sweet nothings
Which hold us together.
But I’ll never understand
Why we don’t let the flames burn the fan.
No I’ll never understand
Why we don’t let the flames burn the fan

Kindness is where we fail.
Don’t understand why we’re happier to be
In discontent, this life is not well spent;
Is it better to suffer than to be alone?

So hide your heart and close your mind.
Puth the key in a dark place where I can’t find
And don’t forget to lie
‘Cause we would rather leave the truth behind
Yeah don’t forget to lie
‘Cause we would rather leave the truth behind

Kindness is where we fail.
Don’t understand why we’re happier to be
In discontent, this life is not well spent;
Is it better to suffer than to be alone?

If I treated you like dirt
Would you stick to me like mud?
Why is this your idea of love?
I can’t be clean,
I’ve come apart at the seams,
Stitches can’t fix everything.