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Spells

Mastering Spells “Asphalt Navajo”.

Taken from I Can Fly, You Pasty Motherfuckers:

“In just a short time my band SPELLS will start releasing tracks from our newest recording session that wrapped this past weekend. Honestly, this could be some of the best stuff I’ve been a part of to date. And considering that I’ve been writing, recording, and performing in bands for the last nineteen years, that says a lot. I’m not insinuating that they’re going to be successful publicly, I’m just extremely pleased with the execution.

The song that these lyrics pair with could be a big reason why.

Very few people know that nearly every single day I think about giving up. In the pursuit of some seemingly unattainable goal, I’ve become terrified with the notion that I’m forgetting to look around. But every person struggles with that, right? Well, this song is a tribute to all those light-off and-leave-it-all anthems that address remedying restless soul syndrome. But with a twist. I’m not alone. I’ll take the wife and kid along. Yeah, the fam. My pals. Let’s get all of our stuff, a shit car, and just bum around till something in our abdomen fails. Because I believe there’s more learning to be had by following roads to destinations we’ve never heard of than by cracking some book, or half sleeping through a lecture.

It won’t happen in the foreseeable future, my ego would never permit it. So, until that day, I’ll wish and scream.

Oh yeah, I chose the Navajo because they were the first and largest nomadic tribe residing on American soil prior to English settlement. Direct descendants of the Anasazi, their ancestors had discovered the hard way that building foundations, and burying permanent roots, was tantamount to signing your own death sentence. Long live the restless wanderer.”

 

Spells

Mastering Spells “Asphalt Navajo”.

Taken from I Can Fly, You Pasty Motherfuckers:

“In just a short time my band SPELLS will start releasing tracks from our newest recording session that wrapped this past weekend. Honestly, this could be some of the best stuff I’ve been a part of to date. And considering that I’ve been writing, recording, and performing in bands for the last nineteen years, that says a lot. I’m not insinuating that they’re going to be successful publicly, I’m just extremely pleased with the execution.

The song that these lyrics pair with could be a big reason why.

Very few people know that nearly every single day I think about giving up. In the pursuit of some seemingly unattainable goal, I’ve become terrified with the notion that I’m forgetting to look around. But every person struggles with that, right? Well, this song is a tribute to all those light-off and-leave-it-all anthems that address remedying restless soul syndrome. But with a twist. I’m not alone. I’ll take the wife and kid along. Yeah, the fam. My pals. Let’s get all of our stuff, a shit car, and just bum around till something in our abdomen fails. Because I believe there’s more learning to be had by following roads to destinations we’ve never heard of than by cracking some book, or half sleeping through a lecture.

It won’t happen in the foreseeable future, my ego would never permit it. So, until that day, I’ll wish and scream.

Oh yeah, I chose the Navajo because they were the first and largest nomadic tribe residing on American soil prior to English settlement. Direct descendants of the Anasazi, their ancestors had discovered the hard way that building foundations, and burying permanent roots, was tantamount to signing your own death sentence. Long live the restless wanderer.”

 

25 Rifles

Mastering a new 25 Rifles 7″ coming out on Snappy Little Numbers.

“Want to know more about the Rifles?  Well, they don’t preach the apocalypse. The world ended long before they were born. Instead, the three-piece group scavenges the ruins of culture, repurposing the buzz and howl of early Husker Du and Mission of Burma to suit the empty gestures of their futile rage.  25 Rifles subtracts the “power” from the power-trio. What’s left is dust.”

 

25 Rifles

Mastering a new 25 Rifles 7″ coming out on Snappy Little Numbers.

“Want to know more about the Rifles?  Well, they don’t preach the apocalypse. The world ended long before they were born. Instead, the three-piece group scavenges the ruins of culture, repurposing the buzz and howl of early Husker Du and Mission of Burma to suit the empty gestures of their futile rage.  25 Rifles subtracts the “power” from the power-trio. What’s left is dust.”

 

Spells

Mastering SPELLS 7″ coming out on Snappy Little Numbers.

“SPELLS is a four-piece juggernaught from Denver, CO. They are vacation rock to be exact. They produce short blasts of intense melody and driving rhythms that are custom made to entertain the band members themselves and serve as an excuse to go play shows in cities that have beaches nearby. If your city’s best offers include said beach and a good breakfast joint, count them in. If the best your city can do is a punk house that smells like cat shit and a Subway restaurant inside a gas station, they will pass.

Interviewer: Hasen’t there already been a band called Spells?
SPELLS: Yeah probably, but not written in all capitals. What’s your name? Billy? Mary? Hasn’t there already been a person with your name?
Interviewer: You guys sound like Hot Snakes, Scared of Chaka, The Beatles, Seaweed etc.
SPELLS: So? You should sound like an asshole and there are plenty of those.”

Here is a new song from the same session.

 

Spells

Mastering SPELLS 7″ coming out on Snappy Little Numbers.

“SPELLS is a four-piece juggernaught from Denver, CO. They are vacation rock to be exact. They produce short blasts of intense melody and driving rhythms that are custom made to entertain the band members themselves and serve as an excuse to go play shows in cities that have beaches nearby. If your city’s best offers include said beach and a good breakfast joint, count them in. If the best your city can do is a punk house that smells like cat shit and a Subway restaurant inside a gas station, they will pass.

Interviewer: Hasen’t there already been a band called Spells?
SPELLS: Yeah probably, but not written in all capitals. What’s your name? Billy? Mary? Hasn’t there already been a person with your name?
Interviewer: You guys sound like Hot Snakes, Scared of Chaka, The Beatles, Seaweed etc.
SPELLS: So? You should sound like an asshole and there are plenty of those.”

Here is a new song from the same session.