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Blameless?
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Mid tempo grinder with a bit of discord mixed in.
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We're an electro-pop outfit with popsyth sensibilities and plenty of social commentary and various observations about everyday life which is reflected in ou
Paul Allgood,Baxter Smith,and Lee Whitsel formerly comprised Chapel Hill, North Carolina's electro pop outfit Wedlock. They are best described as a combination of new disco, techno pop, and digital funk. They carved their own niche in the local dance scene with live instrumentation, while also incorporating strong personal and sometimes politically charged lyrics. Their full length,Continuity, was released in October 2009 and January 2010 saw Paul Allgood and Wedlock writing and producing The Blameless Ep for singer Br'yanna Rain as well as the release of their own latest EP in August.
Song Info
Genre
Electronic • Electro
Author
P. Allgood/B. Smith/L.Whitsel
Rights
2009
Uploaded
August 29, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:48
Story behind the song
It was inspired by The War Of The Roses, and we're scheduled to film a video using a bit of black comedy with actress Alison Davis.
Lyrics
Blameless? P.Allgood/L.Whitsel/ B.Smith-BMI (c)2009 All Rights Reserved. Souvenirs of pain Non-physical Colour me again,"Mr.Miserable" Voodoo that you do Weaponized Not until you're through Have I realized I've only got myself to blame In name. There's plenty of blame to go round You cast my name into the ground Poison me, with food fit for a moron Plain to see, the hate we share in common Pouring again Worms begin to turn. I'm gasoline, and it's your time to burn. My vengeance stokes the flame, it's a shame There's plenty of shame to go round I burnt your whorehouse to the ground Hooray for me You go back to Manchester,I will stay in New York Now you're the queen of England Calling me a serf. I'm given cause to wonder Can arson lead to murder? You would be so pretty Beneath a peck of dirt. Accusations, burn through my brain For homicide, was I really to blame? Blame Blame Blame Blame Blame Blame....
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