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Drummers & Tidal Arms at Fearless Radio and The Beat Kitchen in Chicago, IL.
Drummers & Tidal Arms at The Charlestown and at Spaceman Sound in Brooklyn, NY.
Drummers & Tidal Arms hanging around at Machines With Magnets in Pawtucket, RI.
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“Planes II” by Drummers
Oh yes, I’m rather excited for this show. Boston Post-Hardcore.
We are excited that you are excited.
Planes II
Your eyes want to believe but all you see is breaking us apart. My eyes stay with you to see what’s on the other side of this world. If in the end we both should die I’ll stay with you. In my mind, planes on both sides, infinite but finite in their goal that each road brings us somewhere like a home.
Hearts
First indecision then disbelief. I’m simple-minded; a flawed personality. We make love and no one seems to get hurt. In a failure of heart I’ll sleep with a stranger. Waves and planes fall in the frozen air. You struggle with the reasons in silence and disbelief. That winter I gave our love to the ocean with the tide in hopes that it would reach you on the other side.
Oceans
Always silence and this hasn’t been fun for so long. The current pulls me forward. Everything you say makes me feel alone and everything you do tells me you’re gone. With ripples in the water and footprints in the snow you’ll leave for a better town and I’ll spend the summer at home.
Fabric II
The more I pull the less you call. Everyday I make a war to find the rules; to never be afraid. If I could get myself to move this year would be fine. Plant my feet and feel the earth around me fall. The things that I own surround me but they do not control my life. Every attempt to make a home comes burdened with every other past. My body is the fabric that will make this friendship whole. Our differences are only skin deep but our sames go right down to the bone.
Seasons
Tell my neighborhood I’m coming home from a season on the moon. Send my mom a card so she won’t be surprised by my looks or my words or the pain in my heart that’s taking me alive. Sell my car to buy some food. Light a fire in our stomachs and our eyes. Leave my home for good.
Islands
It feels like something breaks in you. Forget your friends to be alone. Quit your band and move out of your house. In choices made and plans for hope we disappoint and falter. This smile isn’t mine. Like oceans and islands I feel the current pull me forward and farther from the shore. There’s no relief since leaving. A year has passed and nothing seems to change. All the girls you used to know are seeing someone else. They used to be your someone else. And the one friend that you have left doesn’t need you anymore. Nothing’s changed; still a failure. In any other world it kills me to see this change in you but in this world it seems we’re changing.
Bridges
The road goes on from the door where it began. Far ahead the road goes on and I’ll follow. On the bridge he stands alone. Fire and shadow both defy and on that stone his wisdom died. Finest rockets ever seen. Fireworks in blue and green. Golden thunder falling like the rain. Deadly sword a healing hand. Back that bends beneath the load. Trumpet voice, burning brand, a pilgrim on the road.
Home
In a fire of heart our breath will mix and the cold air outside will surround us. Our legs will shake and the ice will melt.
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