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Outstamp (excerpt)
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alternative rock experimental original unsigned
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A fiery, misshapen head teetering on glass feet.
"A creative art force, We salute them." - Queep Organic Music There truly are few bands like Idioverse. Having written and recorded some exceptionally diverse, intense and grand music they have also created vibrant animations and live visuals for many of their songs. They have been gigging in London this year and last, whilst releasing a series of EPs, and are now becoming known on the thriving audiovisual scene, including performances at Creative Swing, Glue Rooms and screenings of their visuals at underground showcase Signs of Life. Their website features their work, and includes many songs, visuals, animations, lyrics, an interactive virtual gallery and more. Their music has been acclaimed by reviewers: "This richly talented group... amazing stuff." Queep Organic Music "Intelligent, creative music... new and fresh." Hairless Heart Herald "Stunning & sinister...Full of disturbing wonder." - Overplay "Mesmerizing rock from the UK" Axiom of Choice "With their sweeping melodies and schizophrenic freak-outs, Idioverse is what radio would sound like in a perfect world". -SplendidEzine Clarissa Carlyon: Cello, Percussion Athos Demosthenous: Bass Jonathan Paradiso: Drums Jeeshan Patwari: Guitar Ben van der Poorten: Voice, Guitar, Noises, and Artwork Discover them for yourself at www.idioverse.net
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Pop Punk
Charts
#18,461 today Peak #218
#903 in subgenre Peak #18
Author
van der Poorten/Patwari, van der Poorten, Senior
Rights
Idioverse 2005
Uploaded
May 01, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
EP2 available from www.idioverse.com
Lyrics
Late, I end up seeing through And all I creak like Windmill beams move. This is scary, the day is ink, and the ink has bled. In the song is everything, Warped in the sun. Then tomorrow instead, I burgeon with celebration Then stamp it out with an outstamp Through my blood-hot arms. I am hum, harp, drone A mid-jouney's suddenly rosy father I am hum, harp, drone. Alight with daughter.
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