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Industrial Monsters (Sample 2)
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Original progressive rock band
(9:15) (10:00) (23:14) Gripping instrumentation, thought-provoking lyrics, and sizeable arrangements are the meat and potatoes of this independently released debut effort by Sound of Six. A symphonic progressive rock album capable of impressing seasoned fans of the genre and throwing curious young listeners into a time spin towards the glory days of 70’s art rock indulgences, Sound of Six is a pure prog recording. Thick layers of trademark sounds including double drumming, dual guitars, multiple synths and varied voices assemble to create an art rock arsenal. Sound of Six combines lyrical smarts with bold arrangements reminiscent of forefathers Yes, Rush or Genesis and similar to current keepers of the flame like Izz, Glass Hammer or Flower Kings, all while creating a sound of their own that will appeal to straight rock, symphonic prog and instrumental fans alike.
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Peak #451
Peak in subgenre #58
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Sound of Six
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2008
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February 16, 2008
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MP3 1.7 MB 128 kbps 1:54
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INDUSTRIAL MONSTERS With a little bit of hope today, the clouds will scatter. Reeling from the rains, the future may be looking brighter. Getting rid of all the mud in the way is another matter. I know the fears that you feel, and they're real. I know about the dreams that you steal, and they're real. Put away your laws. Am I the only one who gives a damn? Found out what you've got in store. Take a little, take some more. Bleed the mighty cash cow 'til it's dry. Build that summer home in Spain. Feel no sorrow, feel no shame. When the finger's pointed you'll deny. Dropped off in a limousine. Leave the courtroom feeling clean. Watch the news to see how it unfolds. Hear the jury call the names. Now we find out who's to blame. Justice stands before the brave and bold. The deal is off, the big guy's lost. The whole thing, brewed of lies. Our time has come to face the thugs. But not without a fight. Open the book, you'll see that it's cooked. The word is on "the Street". Expose the flaws and down she falls. The house built on deceipt. Shaken and flustered, fueling outrages. Summons for battle, destiny waits. Wreckage and bloodshed, upon the grand stages. So ends the battle and deafining days
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